Many years ago I fell into a hole and broke my leg and smashed my knee but today I see the funny side of life and so I wrote this I wrote something similar a few years ago but lost it so I thought it's coming up to Christmas and it's a time for fun
The hole
It was black
It was big and round
It was sort of deep
Yet there it was upon the ground
Something you could not miss
But me being me
After a few and remember not a drop of tea
In I fell
I did not dive or somersault
Just screamed what the hell
Then I was gone
Into this hole
That was big and round and sort of deep
That all could see
Something you could not miss
Except me
THERE IS A POINT WE DON'T SEE EVERYTHING EVEN IF WE ARE STARING AT IT.
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