Drunken Driving
He was known to be a carefree dandy
Once he got boozed up with brandy
Driving his new car
He felt flying in the air
He wailed, “The brake doesn’t come handy”
Because of over speed, broke the car’s tier
Hit it on a tree with a thud severe
Some people came running
They saw him screaming
In pain, he was springing in the air!
He was lifted up in an ambulance,
With scars all over his countenance.
Some accompanied him
Inside it was quite grim
He was kept under careful observance
Slowly he showed signs of improvement
On limp legs, there were signs of movement
When steadied in health,
Was sad on ill gotten wealth.
On wheels, resolved not to be negligent.
March.2.2022
Tall Tale 1 Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Jeff Kyser
Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2022
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