TWO WRONGS
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 5:48 am
TWO WRONGS
My mother was born as a lefty,
left handed for all of her years.
Though teachers, in vain,
using torture and pain,
tried to 'fix' her, resulting in tears.
For lefties were seen to be evil,
so sinister in Latin speak.
Southpaw, gibble-fisted
genetically twisted
scoochy and squiffy and weak.
My father was also a lefty,
but when jobs required some height,
he'd reverse his stance,
swap his tools between hands,
and take to the task with his right.
At tennis, dad served while right handed,
'cause serving was above his head.
But when the ball landed,
he'd swap to left-handed
which drove his opponents quite mad.
At cricket, he bowled with his right arm,
but when he went out with the bat,
he faced cacky-handed
which got himself branded
a cheat and a switch hitting rat.
At work he would saw with his left hand,
but when driving nails into wood,
if the job was up high
he was 'right-handed guy',
'cause his left hand was no bloody good.
All three kids turned out as right handed,
though mum and dad both lefties be.
Two wrongs, so they say,
don't make a right - what the hey!
That's bullcrap - my parents made three.
Copyright (c) Allan Cropper September 2015
My mother was born as a lefty,
left handed for all of her years.
Though teachers, in vain,
using torture and pain,
tried to 'fix' her, resulting in tears.
For lefties were seen to be evil,
so sinister in Latin speak.
Southpaw, gibble-fisted
genetically twisted
scoochy and squiffy and weak.
My father was also a lefty,
but when jobs required some height,
he'd reverse his stance,
swap his tools between hands,
and take to the task with his right.
At tennis, dad served while right handed,
'cause serving was above his head.
But when the ball landed,
he'd swap to left-handed
which drove his opponents quite mad.
At cricket, he bowled with his right arm,
but when he went out with the bat,
he faced cacky-handed
which got himself branded
a cheat and a switch hitting rat.
At work he would saw with his left hand,
but when driving nails into wood,
if the job was up high
he was 'right-handed guy',
'cause his left hand was no bloody good.
All three kids turned out as right handed,
though mum and dad both lefties be.
Two wrongs, so they say,
don't make a right - what the hey!
That's bullcrap - my parents made three.
Copyright (c) Allan Cropper September 2015