While Strolling Through the Park One Day – A Poem

While strolling through the park one day,
I saw a bench not far away.
I sat on it and had a sleep.
What woke me was my cell phone beep.

It was an SMS from Paul.
It read, “Please meet me at the mall,”
I stretched my leg and then my toe
and then I made a choice to go.

I tried to stand but I was stuck.
I guess I didn’t have much luck.
I saw a sign. I almost fainted.
The sign read: This bench is just painted.

2012.12.03 - While Strolling Through the Park One Day

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