Poetry

“It Wasn’t My Fault”.

By 22nd February 2012December 9th, 2019No Comments

The five -a -side was over
The lads all wanted grub
Unaware their nemesis
Was drinking at the pub.
With pizza chips and cola
They made their slow way home
Not knowing that the driver
Was talking on his ‘phone
He’d had his fill of beer
With a whisky on the side
He’d fumbled for his car keys
To take that fateful ride
Talking on his mobile
Just one hand on the wheel
Too late he saw the crowd
Too late they heard the squeal
Bodies flew around him
Crashing to the ground
Some lay prone and crying
Some made not a sound
The man who made the phone call
Had come upon the scene
The driver dare not look at
The horror where he’d been
Police and paramedics
Soon came and took control
Deciding speed was crucial
To save one injured soul
And so a helicopter
Was scrambled to the site
They carried off the patient
Whose chances now looked slight
But luck was now on their side
Their special skills and speed
Had worked to save the patient
In his hour of need
The driver of the car was
Quoted in the press
Saying that he wasn’t
The cause of all this mess
He said the crowd of friends
Were spread across the lane
So it was really their fault
They were more to blame
The jury found him guilty
The judge just couldn’t fail
To take away his licence
And pack him off to jail
The helicopter’s patient
Recovered and he knew
He owed it to the speed and skills
Of the helicopter crew

Don Holmes

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