my friends are funny...
An Unfortunate Fall
I hath a friend who was challenged to duel.
The challenger, the plank, thought to gain,
By suff'ring this mere mortal as a fool,
Authority and pow'r while causing pain.
The duel began with clashes of will,
The plank was unmoving, the girl all a tilt.
Tumbling, tumbling down like young Jack and Jill,
The lady landed in a heap with a wilt.
With ladylike moans she softly cried,
Alas 'tis my loss, my footing unsure
I fell to the ground, a social suicide.
She walked with care so as to endure
For her arse was broken, sad to behold
The plank had won, or so the tale 'twas told.