Fun is Not Funny

          Out back are stacks
               of lumber
	
	  Kids play hide-and-seek
               back there

          Some get hurt and cry
               It is serious
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Etgen-Baker Avatar
March 6, 2026 at 5:42 PM
we had lumber in our childhood backyard. As a result, we were all victims of 'nail' bites and the occasional scorpion sting.
Jones Avatar
March 4, 2026 at 10:47 PM
Awwwwwww
Brotherton Avatar
March 4, 2026 at 6:06 PM
When I was six, i stepped on a nail sticking out of a board. It went clear through my foot.
Wolf Avatar
March 4, 2026 at 8:05 PM
And... And... AND... Please continue. What happened then?
Lawless Avatar
March 4, 2026 at 4:11 PM
lte he/she sho is without the scars of youthful "play" toss the first bandage.
Wolf Avatar
March 4, 2026 at 8:04 PM
EXCELLENT, although almost no one on this site will accept that besides me. WHO DIDN"T FOOL AROND BACK IN THE DAY? Bill Clinton? JFK? Jimmy Carter? Hilary Clinton? Magic Johnson? Michael Jordan? Kobe Bryant? And everyone who went to my college, Dartmouth, as well -- with both girls and drugs. I knew two out of 800 fellow freshmen who were clean. GREAT COMMENT, John! Thanks, gw
Sands Avatar
March 4, 2026 at 7:05 AM
True stacks of lumber can fall and turn fun into something serious . I hope you have a nice day :)
Wolf Avatar
March 4, 2026 at 7:55 PM
Wonderful day here in Chicago, Heidi. Drizzle and nasty cold. Ahhh! Bracing! ... I am grateful for central heating and the money to pay for it. No complaints whatsoever... The weather will change too, and soon...
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