It could happen to us all
I passed a pair of workmen
Who were resting by a wall.
Their van stood right beside them;
One reached into the back
And drew out a banana -
No doubt his morning snack.
He peeled it very deftly
Just as I went by
The yellow skin stayed in his hand
The banana shot right by -
And landed rather sadly
On the damp and dusty street
You should have seen that workman’s face
His expression was a treat!
How easily our mind’s engaged
Our hands can’t follow through
Our brain stays on another page;
Don’t laugh – it could be YOU!
(c) Poet in the woods 2014
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