Oh No! A Fence!

Oh no! A Fence

By: Joe Attanasio

When my daughter was a little girl

She gave gymnastics a whirl

It was her current goal

To perfect the forward roll

She was in our back yard

The grass was soft, not hard

I was Forty-Four years old

I watched her as she rolled

In the window my wife stood

To see if my daughter did good

I decided to do one too

But I bit off more than I could chew

I took a short run

Then my body I flung

I tucked my head down

And brought my ass around

The grape wood fence was near

And I hit it with my rear

Four boards went flying

I swear I am not lying

Half of me was our side

In the next yard the rest lied

I looked up I dare not move

To see if my family disapproved

Mother and daughter were in shock

They looked at me, I was no jock

I broke a huge smile

Then I laughed in grand style

When they knew I was not hurt

Laughter from them did spurt

I crawled to my feet

My face as red as a beet

I looked at the fence and gave a shrug

Lifted my chin looking smug

They both laughed so hard

It echoed through the yard