Tired of standing for long
sat on a bench nearby.
It was old but looked strong
so without thinking sat on it.
Had a comfortable time for an hour
then unable to bear my weight for long
it started to give way.
It creaked and groaned
unmindful I sat on it in pretty gay.
It gave the next signal with a sound
Still I carried on with my own will.
Not able to tolerate me anymore
it split into two with a bang.
dropping me down on th ground
lay I
still there for few moments
then collected myself together
pulling my legs and feet first
then gathering my hand and head
got up with great strain
and walked off with a visible limp
down the lane to everybody’s view.
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