Gravity Is Not My Friend
Gravity stay away from me
I am through with you
My face has fallen down
And an apple fell on me too
I saw an airplane crash
And know you brought it down;
A baby bird fell from his nest
And you smacked him on the ground
A black eye was your fault
With a pop fly hitting me;
My friend broke his leg
Falling from a tree
I should live on the moon
And dunk a basketball
Or just be up in space
With no gravity at all
Comments2
Good write wc. You got your feet on the ground through gravity, or you floating about on the moon?! heehee.
Thanks orchidee.
This was fun. It made me think about a Hugh Grant interview once where he said he was washing his face, looked up and his face stayed in the sink. Oh to be gravity free!
Thanks Lorna. Glad to know you appreciate the gravity of the situation.
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