My Falls Poem by James Hart

My Falls



I fell in the bathroom last night
The damage it did me was slight
I wish I could stop falling down
And hurting myself on my crown
Though really I fall to the floor
And crawl on my knees to the door
Like old King Nebuchadnezzar
Who really was a proud geezer

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James Hart

James Hart

Grappenhall, Cheshire
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