Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Accident Prone
Accident Prone
She fell from a forty foot ladder,
On to her face, bit her tongue,
Prognosis could have been sadder
But she fell from the very first rung.
Hobbo's Poems 
lucky lady; a happy twist at the end 🙂
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😂
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(laughing)
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😂
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I think she should tell the story exactly that way. It’s a ripper of a tale for a bitten tongue!
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😂
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Ah, the terrible tongue bite, taste of relief that it was just a few feet.
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😂 yes indeed!
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Ha. You got me with the last line.
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😂 Thanks Debi!
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