Nothing Happens Here Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Nothing Happens Here



Nothing happens here

In the next village, a man was trapped under his tractor
and in another village, a man fell out of an oak tree
No one asked what he was doing there but his
trousers' zip was open which caused endless rumours
he also had binoculars, so he was a bird watcher then
only most birds have flown to Africa this time of year.
Emma, the nurse, lives nearby, and she always keeps
a window open when she does her aerobics in the nude
My left leg hurts I have to use a crutch had a fall you see
but not in our village nothing happens here.

Thursday, December 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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