I Fell Poem by Phil Soar

I Fell



The last time that I tripped and fell
I think I broke my nose
I fell into a prickly bush
I think it was a rose
My face became all bloody
I thought I would bleed out
Whenever I seem to hurt myself
There is no nurse about

Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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