Just Like Old Times

Bumped into a friend
just yesterday
I was driving my car
and she got in the way

She said nothing was broken
the impact was minor
Mostly bruises and cuts
and a pretty good shiner

I took her to breakfast
and told her a joke
She was laughing so hard
she started to choke

I gave her the Heimlich
and then she was fine
While everyone cheered
we continued to dine

I finished my eggs
plus her corned beef hash
She picked up the check
since I don't carry cash

Then we took a ride
when I got a flat
She changed the tire
while watching, I sat

We went to the park
to her favorite thing
where she asked me to push
while she rode on the swing

But careless was she
as she went too high
and flew off the seat
up into the sky

And then she came down
right onto a bush
full of prickly thorns
straight into her tush

To the hospital entrance
I gave her a lift
and away from my car
she limped fairly swift

But before that she said
(if you'll pardon these rhymes)
"Whenever we meet
it's just like old times"



Mike Wise
10-21-19
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Jeavons Avatar
November 9, 2019 at 11:58 AM
Very funny! Your poor friend though. Again I love your work and am glad to see you back. Blessings, Susan
Wise Avatar
November 9, 2019 at 1:00 PM
Glad to be back! Thank u! :)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 21, 2019 at 1:12 PM
Lol! Fabulous and funny :)))
Wise Avatar
October 21, 2019 at 1:46 PM
Many thanks Maureen! :)
Sands Avatar
October 21, 2019 at 9:05 AM
A fun and funny poem this is! There are those we have adventures with that can never be forgotten. This reminds me of many :)
Wise Avatar
October 21, 2019 at 9:22 AM
Amen to that Heidi! Thank u! :)
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