Drunk Chimp Poem by David Darbyshire

Drunk Chimp

Rating: 4.9


He had bad feet,
and walked with two limp's.
When he took a stroll,
he moved like a drunk chimp.

He also had bad hands,
his knuckles hurt.
That's comes from scraping
your hands on the dirt.

It does not really matter how you move,
crutches, wheel chair, hop, or crawl
Just watch your head,
if your very tall.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nalini Hebbar 14 August 2006

this is nice dave...it applies to all of us too...who walk with our head in the clouds! ! ! ...tall or not...bang we will...love...nalini

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