I Woke up and ALACK! By Radrook

I Woke up and ALACK!


One fine day I woke up and alack!
Two white glorious wings graced my back
Was it blessing of flight?
Could I soar out of site?
Needed practice to give me the knack.


So I perched on the Eifle of Tower
On a night of a copious shower
When the streets were deserted
And attention averted
such as looks of disdain or of glowers.

　
Down below were the drenched cobbled streets
and the asphalt and solid concrete.
Up above were the stars
Far beyond beckoned Mars
But my heart beckoned me to retreat.


But why wings if for flying not for?
To be shackled to earth evermore?
So I walked to the ledge
After courage I dredged
But I oozed frigid sweat from all pores.

Then the leap and my chest to the night
And the flapping of wings to take flight
But no aero dynamics
So I started to panic
As I started to fathom my plight.

Outspread wings met the wet of the wind
But the hover was brief. Not the spin
As I plummeted down
All the way to the ground
which I hit with the tip of my chin.

I survived by the slimmest of chance
But I'm learning today how to prance.
Since I woke up with hooves
Might as well try improve
Place your bets on me when you're in France.

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