Round Every Corner

 
I do have a sense of humour
About my lack of legs and feet
It is usually me who cracks the joke
“Putting my best foot forward.”
“Going to the bar to get legless.”
“Can you tell me where the shoe shop is?”
“I’ll put my good foot up your ass.”
“Let’s kick it!”
“I’ll face the music and dance.”
“Walk a mile on my stumps.”
“I’m stumping backwards for Christmas.”
“I am ready to tap dance.”
“I never measure in feet.”
“My dick is so big, it looks like I’ve got three stumps.”
I’ve got a million of them
Ice Breakers not leg breakers
In the main the mask holds fast

Out on my electric chair
Trundling down the street
I saw an older man with a stick
Limping towards me
As we got closer
I could see he was smiling
As we got closer still
I could see he was
Looking at my stumps
Then looking at me and smiling
That fake sympathetic smile
That most people do
I had got in to the habit
Of bowing my head
And not making eye contact
But not today
‘I am so mood driven.’ (lol)

Just as he was about to pass
He stuck his stick
On the back of my chair
As if to stop me
He looked at me, smirked
And said, “Would you like to swap?”
He then went on his way
Chuckling to himself
'what a hateful dick!'
'I tell the fuckin jokes!'
People! Try not to respond
To the likes of him
Try not to deliberately
Make someone feel small today
There is a cunt round every corner
Don’t let it be you