Elena V. Moonray

Rookie (April 24,1880 (I wish) / Moscow)

My Friend Fell Off His Bed - Poem by Elena V. Moonray

I called him late, so late at night
When he's already turned off the light
He thought it was a call from Hell
And off his bed on the floor he fell

And now his knee is swollen
Cause off his bed he’s fallen
And though he politely says “nothing at all”
I know his knee hurts and it's all my fault

This story would not be that terribly sad
If people just started to understand
That it could be cruel to bother a friend
Who's already peacefully snoozing in bed

Oct 13,05

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 13, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, October 17, 2005

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