Years ago, in a highland town,
A problem reared its head,
A man of influence in the town
Had problems with his bed!
He’d received from Hobart Town
At very great expense
Furniture for his boudoir,
Perfect in every sense.
Alas, alack the story goes,
It failed his expectations
That bed was most unsuited
To his bedroom situation.
The weight of man and spouse,
Was too much for the bed,
The mattress crashed upon the floor
Where they slept instead.
The supporting slats had failed,
They were too weak for the task!
How would the problem be resolved?
I’m sure I heard you ask.
The man drove to the local mill,
He knew what he must do
The replacement slats he bought that day,
Were made of six by two!
Bill, January 2015
Bill Edmunds 