Golden Conversation
Golden Conversation
Jack:
Let this kidney stone
Be instantly gone
Pain from the back
You can’t well track.
Joseph:
Yeah. I feel two addled ostrich eggs
Lumped on both sides of my back
Slowly I bend, slowly drag my legs
Not to pollute other organs if they crack!
Jack:
Rising from this seat
Is quite a feat
When from here I stand
I need runway to land
For, like a plane
That toes the lane
Slowly I rise and move
Before I finally take off!
Joseph:
I rise and quickly land,
If none takes my hand
I hardly walk or stand
I simply crash land!
***As two old lovely gents conversed at an Old People’s Home.
***Fictitious scenario. Don’t try it at home!
JM
19th Nov’ 2013
Copyright © Joseph Matose | Year Posted 2013
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