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[sid] => 24530
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Life's ups and downs
[time] => 2003-10-06 19:32:46
[hometext] => A poetic adaptation of a ''sick note'' for being off work when bricks were carried up ladders on the shoulder and everything else was hoisted by means of a rope and pulley
[bodytext] => Big Bob worked the hoist he was not very bright but he was big and strong and for simple tasks, alright. For the first time in his life (and probably the last) he used his own initiatve and so the die was cast On the roof the bricklayers had left some bricks behined Bob decides to bring them down (Oh life can be unkind) His sick note says Respected Sir, I tried to do my best I had a bit of bad luck as I think you may have guessed. I hoists my barrel to the roof and looped the rope on the hook Up I climbs and filled it up .......................................... Five minutes was all it took When I got down and grabbed the rope I am lifted off my feet! See I had put too many bricks in and ..................................................... the barrel was heavier than me Half way up I meets the barrel comming down I can't let go the rope and ............................................ it clouts me on me crown When the barrel hits the ground It tips over a bit A lot of bricks fall out and ......................................... Now I am heavier than it Half way down I meets the barrel comming up It takes a piece out of my leg ............................................. the blood would fill a cup When I hits the ground I finds it hard to cope The loop falls off my arm and now ................................................... the barrel is heavier than the rope Looking up I see the barrel on it's way my wits had gone, I could not move ............................................... I will not be in today [comments] => 7 [counter] => 456 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Wrybod [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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