Falling down

I was racing a cat up a fence the other day when, to my absolute horror, the fence began to fall. As I fell to my death I gave a long hard think about to how I could turn my pain into Art. The moments it too for my frail body to hit the hard concrete I wrote a small poem I call…

Hard concrete, soft body and that bloody gravity.

ARRHHHHHHHH!!!
I shouted as I fell
ARRHHHHHHHH!!!
The ground grew
ARRHHHHHHHH!!!
This is going to hurt
ARRHHHHHHHH!!!
Why had I raced that cat?
ARRHHHHHHHH!!!
I don’t even like cats.
ARRHHHHHHHH!!!
Thud…

I lived. The Cat wasn’t so lucky, it broke my fall.