A Scene From Laurel and Hardy

A Scene from Laurel and Hardy

Like a scene from Laurel and Hardy,
Slapstick and comical beyond belief.
Legs dangle from bedroom window,
His head stuck, shouting for pain relief.
 
You’d swear it was Buster Keaton,
Or Charlie Chaplin in farcical capers.
Poor chap trying to rescue my keys,
Cruel observer sent a pic to the papers.
 
Harold Lloyd could play lead part,
My hero was no Fatty Arbuckle.
In distress I couldn’t help laughing,
Ss and full belly chuckle.
 
This affair was no silent movie,
Or indeed was it just black and white.
The day I locked myself out,
I’m in now and everything is alright.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Pettit Avatar
August 29, 2018 at 5:38 PM
A similar thing happened to me a few months ago. I got a locksmith to open the door, but it cost me $187. Keep a spare key hidden in an undisclosed area next time. Good write.
Shaw Avatar
August 30, 2018 at 4:34 AM
Cheers Robert, regards Kevin
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