Split Wide Open
Split wide open like a ripe watermelon
The pink pithy inside so sweet and juicy
With all the kids screamin’ and yellin’
Celebrating the Fourth of July, you see.
But, suddenly, everything went so bad
When I fell off an old mechanical horse,
My head split wide open, I felt so sad
Not like that ripe watermelon, of course.
I was covered in blood, to the Emergency
Where they closed me up with stitches,
A serious operation of considerable urgency
Leaving me with these permanent twitches.
So, be careful what you split wide open, sir,
Be it a watermelon, a coconut, but never you
For a holiday accident creates a frightful stir
And accident prone, I’ve had more than a few.
FOURTH PLACE WINNER
Written May 31, 2022
Submitted to "This 'n That, Vol 12" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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