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Falling in snow on a frosty Evening
I’ve fallen and I bruised my rump.
I was out shoveling near the stump.
I was trying to get the driveway free.
A plow had just come by, you see.
I had a shovelful to toss
When suddenly, my footing lost,
I was sailing in the air
destined for the snow pile there.
I have bruises on both knees
My ribs are sore, it hurts to sneeze.
I think I should have stayed inside
And worst of all -It hurt my pride.
poem
by
John F. McCullagh
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