Poor Silas lay there, hurting
bad, and bandaged end to end,
Well Ben, he asked him
seriously just what on earth he’d done,
To end up wrapped in bandages
from toes to ears to tongue,
Well Silas sighed—you know—a shamed,
regretful puff of air,
Then looked at Ben, his oldest
friend, now seated by him there,
“The grandkids thought a ‘theme
park’ day’d be grand as grand could be,
“Then talked and talked till
they convinced their mom and dad…and me,
“The drive was great, they
sang and laughed, and so, of course, did I,
“Pulled up into the car park. (Perfect
day with bright blue sky.)
“Straight to the roller
coaster like someone shot them from a hose,
“Hustling ‘Gramps’ between
them by clutching his elbows,
“The first round wasn’t bad,
but at the top I saw a sign,
“We went too fast for me to see—the
writing was too fine,
“I paid to go around again, I wanted
so to read,
“Why on earth would someone
put a sign too high to heed?
“I got a word or two that
time, but still my wonder grew,
“A third time, sure, would
tell me all and then I would be through.
“That last time round, I stood
up tall, determined I would see…”
Then Silas just stopped talking.
Ben jumped up, “My friend, tell me!
“What it was that happened?
Did you read that wretched sign?”
“Figure out just what was
written in those silly lines?”
Poor Silas, he looked back
at Ben, “T’was payment for my crimes…”
He sighed again, “For safety, PLEASE STAY SEATED AT ALL TIMES!”
Photo Credit: Karen of bakinginatornado.com |
With poetry, we all besought
To try to make the week begin
With gentle thoughts,
Perhaps a grin?
So Karen, Charlotte, Mimi, me
Have crafted poems for you to see.
And now you’ve read what we have wrought…
Did we help?
Or did we not?
Topics for the next few weeks (with a huge thank-you to Mimi, who comes up with so many of them!)...
Roller Coaster (June 13) Today!
World Refugee Day (June 20)
The Happy Birthday song (June 27)
Independence Day (US) or Sidewalk egg-frying day (July 4)
Loneliness (July 11)
Ice Cream (July 18)
Old Jokes (July 25)
Be an Angel Day (August 22)
Bats -or- More Herbs, Less Salt (August 29)
That's what would happen to me. I quit those in my 30's thank goodness!
ReplyDeleteOh God, I can't handle roller coasters tightly buckled in, let alone standing! Laurie
ReplyDeleteAnother great one, though I truly didn't see that coming.
ReplyDeleteI quit roller coasters about 50 years ago. Even a grandchild wouldn't get me back, assuming I had one.
ReplyDeleteHeeheehee! It's fun, but i can only ride the kiddie coasters now, the big ones are way too much.
ReplyDeleteHah! The irony :D
ReplyDeleteMade me laugh. Wouldn't catch me on one though. First and last time I rode a roller coaster, I was in my teens!
ReplyDeleteOh, poor guy. I swore off of rides after going on the roller coaster at Knott's Berry Farm about 25 years ago.
ReplyDeleteSafety first, always.
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