Unlucky
Six men are strolling atop the levee
They whistle a tune, happy as can be
Recklessly one falls over,
Splashing into the water
I’m glad the unlucky one wasn’t me.
written November 27, 2021
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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