The Accident (Comic Poem 169) by Angela Lansbury

The Accident (Comic Poem 169) by Angela Lansbury 

Have you heard the true story of

The car, the tree, and faultless me

It's true, you know it's not a game

The tree's always the one to blame

And when I back into a wall

It never is my fault at all

How does my husband always know

It's my fault 'cos I drove too slow?

Whatever can go wrong, go wrong, 

Will do so, do so, do so. So?

Accidents repeat like a song, 

Please learn from Robins on crew so

Why can't 'health and safety' predict?

Brains do that.  It makes you feel sick, 

Why are they, you, and me, so thick?

Be solid bricks, not a thrown brick.

-ends-

 Angela Lansbury

Author's comment. In the last line I have used the word brick in two senses, firstly like a brick through a window, breaks things, the second a brick being the reliable person.

I changed Robinson Crusoe into an imagined typo or predictive text.

What does this mean? Watch out for motorcycles? Do not try this at home.

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