Skipping Class Poem by bobby beddoe

I remember one day back in high school;
When - to the beach, and not class, I did tool.
But my automobile
Got a flat on one wheel.
Never skipped much - as a general rule;

But a great day it was, not for class - but to swim.
Now tho, chance of me making it looked pretty slim.
Had a jack, but no spare
And no pump to add air,
But I made it there just fine on three tires and one rim!

Bobby Beddoe; Copyright 2010