THE CARELESS CARPENTER

Michael Edwards

 

THE CARELESS CARPENTER



She said ‘Mend the door’ – I duly obeyed

and commenced the task quite undismayed

but when chiselling away like a frenzied demonic

I cut my thumb and the pain was chronic

I shouted out ‘Christ’ – and that was ironic

for Christ it is said was good at his trade.



  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 23rd, 2024 05:48
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