This morning I broke my crutch,
for you it might not be much.
But for me it's big deal you see,
cause now I can't go meet my baby.
I guess I could hop,
or take a taxi chop-chop.
I suppose I could take a wheel-chair,
I prefer to dance in like Fred Astaire.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a fun poem with a nice swing to it. I particularly liked the last line - Fred Astair is sublime! Enjoyed this very much. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxx