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The Monkey Bars

We played on the monkey bars Risking our fate on a dare Swinging, jumping bar to bar Flying through the air As each of us would land unscathed More would give it their best try So much fun for everyone Set against that warm blue sky But then little Bobby Johnson Fell short with his best hop He hit the ground hard with a thud Then was heard a most loud pop! The blood and bone apparent Was such a ghastly sight, It was burned into our brains And kept us up all night I decided not to quit the fun Bobby was frail after all Confident I'd catch myself Perchance I was to fall Of course that chance would happen When Karma I would cross I thought that it would never heal, And now frail Bobby is my boss!

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Jan Allison

Date: 11/6/2020 3:45:00 PM

that truly is karma Pat!:-) hugs jan xx

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 10/16/2020 4:47:00 AM

Monkeying around, eh! Loved it all! A joy to read!

Pat Adams
Date: 10/22/2020 1:37:00 PM

Thank you Kim, that's good to know! Actually, I'm somewhat known for monkeying around, but I won't get into that here! Besides that, I'm sure you probably figured it!....80)

Panagiota Romios

Date: 10/7/2020 5:25:00 PM

Brings back memories, Pat, Falling goes along with being a kid. Casualties did happen. Newsom has halted much play here in CA. I think he would have made a great nun in a long black dress with a matching black mask Holy Mary! )) Pangie xx

Pat Adams
Date: 10/8/2020 11:27:00 AM

Yeah well, you know how it is, when we are young we are going to live forever, slowly is dampened by such instances!...........Thanks for commenting Pangie!....pat

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 9/13/2020 8:13:00 PM

Kids always think they're invincible, until they scrape their knee or bite their lip! Glad to see another Pat Adams classic today!

Pat Adams
Date: 9/21/2020 5:45:00 AM

Sorry I was so long to reply Michelle. I have been having trouble getting on the site. I'm always glad to hear from you and appreciate your comments. Have a good one and be safe!.....pat

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 9/5/2020 5:10:00 PM

G'day Pat ... remember them well. Seems like poetic justice strikes again. Brought back a few playground memories - thank you Pat - Lindsay

Pat Adams
Date: 9/6/2020 5:15:00 AM

I go far enough back that not only do I remember no seat belts in cars but we would stand up in the back seat a lot. I guess some of us were lucky to even survive!......Later Lindsay!.......pat

Ilene Bauer

Date: 9/3/2020 9:09:00 AM

ha! many playgrounds today don't even have monkey bars for safety reasons. i didn't grow up with them, but remember being a nervous wreck as my kids climbed to the top. great poem, pat!

Pat Adams
Date: 9/6/2020 5:12:00 AM

I saw a few take some pretty nasty falls off of swings as well. If they even have a playground now, I guess they probably have to wear a Hazmat suit or something. Have a good one Ilene!.....pat

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 9/2/2020 8:10:00 PM

Oh that is karma indeed!

Pat Adams
Date: 9/6/2020 5:16:00 AM

Usually comes back on me almost immediately!.....Have a good one Kim!!!...pat