This morning I broke my crutch,
for you it might not be much.
But for me it's big deal you see,
cause now I can't go meet my baby.
I guess I could hop,
or take a taxi chop-chop.
I suppose I could take a wheel-chair,
I prefer to dance in like Fred Astaire.
David Darbyshire
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-crutch/
