There once was a man named Able
He fell while dancing on a table
Hurt his neck and back real bad,
horseplay was too much for this old lad
His wife took him from way out west
to a chiropractic in New York that was the best
He explained his accident with a red face
as they put his back in neck into place
Doc told him no more dancing on table tops,
as they left he handed him some sweet gum drops
Able never danced on tables anymore
fresh in his mind was his back that was sore.
Thank you, thank you.. that's all the poetry for today. I was told to be creative :o)
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