Ala bam a
There was a guy named Balladeer,
He was a clumsy Poet Person,
Two left arms and two left feet,
The clumsiest man you'd ever meet.
Each step he took, he fell down twice,
He tripped and stumbled all through life,
Accidents that couldn't happen,
Were Balladeer's daily pattern.
Now you may doubt and you may scoff,
But he fell in and he fell off,
Everything you'd care to mention,
Although it wasn't his intention.
One day in spring he fell again,
In love this time, with clumsy Nan,
Her two left feet and two left arms,
He thought her most appealing charms.
Of course you'd have no doubt at all,
That they were married in the fall,
And at the altar said, "I do,"
While falling down a time or two.
A honeymoon of carefree bliss,
They fell off "that" and fell off "this"
But they fell more in love than ever,
Having accidents together.
Weeks of love, of joy and rapture,
Bruises, cuts, a tiny fracture,
Sweet memories shared of true romance
Traveling home by ambulance.
But now here comes the tragic part,
A bit to break the hardest heart,
They both were fell on by a horse,
It was an accident of course
Life's ups and downs are unremitting,
Their end was sad but strangley fitting,
An ending flat, yet sort of neat,
The horse ya see had four left feet!
(I found this poem in my dad's stuff..written about one of his kids...(I won't mention which one), I don't think he wrote it either, so I "Toeragged" it a little....and posted it for my friend Balladeer)