Me and My Lingering Finger
Me and My Lingering Finger
Had to get over another hurdle,
While cutting my crepe myrtle;
Just my luck,
Finger struck
Let out scream that did curdle.
Pray for my part of index finger,
On left hand and real humdinger;
Many twitches;
Five stitches
Luckily around it still does linger.
Jim Horn
All true and happened yesterday afternoon
in front of my house on February 27th, 2019.
The ground hog had caught my attention several
days late.
Now over 6,900 approaching 7,000.
How about that.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2019
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