Falling, falling
Help I’m calling
Broken bones
On hard stone walling
Not so good
Bright red blood
Drips from wall
Where once I stood
Need a hand
Cannot stand
Feeling sick
Not so grand
Getting manic
Start to panic
I went down
Just like Titanic
Watching clock
Now in shock
Having cracked
My head on rock
Next a shout
I pass out
Help is coming
Without doubt
Throbbing head
Woke in bed
Wishing I’d stayed
Off wall instead
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
David Threadgold www.davidthreadgold.com
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