Lost it
Posted: Thu May 05, 2016 5:38 pm
To many poems over in that dark place so needed a bit of balance.
LOST IT
A Friday night out in the big smoke
was the bushmans monthly treat.
He'd drunk himself a skinfull
and looked unsteady on his feet
He made his way ungainly
and he almost came to grief
as he staggered .
A thump he heard as there he stood
and .
He gazed forlornly at the
a to see.
Ah gees
assaulted his befuddled brain.
He quickly grabbed the object
before it made it down the
He wrapped it in a paper towel
and tore out of the .
To the doctors down the street he went
only a block or two.
The nurse was most insistent
all the info was required,
before he got to see the doc
and was allowed inside
He produced the part in question
and his story did relate.
Could they ...
or was he way too late
The nurse gazed down in disbelief
then her demeanour seemed to mellow.
For this was
but a soggy pink marshmallow
How can it be he then announced
as he held back a bleary tear.
I ate the damm marshmallow
on my way down here.
BOB PACEY (c)
LOST IT
A Friday night out in the big smoke
was the bushmans monthly treat.
He'd drunk himself a skinfull
and looked unsteady on his feet
He made his way ungainly
and he almost came to grief
as he staggered .
A thump he heard as there he stood
and .
He gazed forlornly at the
a to see.
Ah gees
assaulted his befuddled brain.
He quickly grabbed the object
before it made it down the
He wrapped it in a paper towel
and tore out of the .
To the doctors down the street he went
only a block or two.
The nurse was most insistent
all the info was required,
before he got to see the doc
and was allowed inside
He produced the part in question
and his story did relate.
Could they ...
or was he way too late
The nurse gazed down in disbelief
then her demeanour seemed to mellow.
For this was
but a soggy pink marshmallow
How can it be he then announced
as he held back a bleary tear.
I ate the damm marshmallow
on my way down here.
BOB PACEY (c)