The unanswered!

Did he do it on purpose, or was he having a laugh,
In the ‘tablets of stone’, was there a small paragraph,
That referred to these ‘stink bombs’, and was it avowed,
To make them, ‘silent and deadly’, or ‘proud and aloud’?

It’s a natural function, but we all are shy,
When it sneaks out upon us without any goodbye,
The faces we pull, and the things that we say,
When we sneak one right out and walk quickly away.

When royalty do it, do they blame the maid?
Or is any decorum ever displayed?
We all have our moment, that one claim to fame,
That happened! – you guessed it! – with no – one to blame!

All people are human, the bean doesn’t care,
It has no respect for whoever, or where,
With no, ‘pre-start’ warning attached to itself,
And no silencer fitted, or supplied, ‘off the shelf’.

So do not have great worry, or even great care,
If they creep up unattended, to attack you out there,
Just ask the ‘unanswered’, in this great worldly dream.
“Why did God put the wind in the haricot bean?”

Mick
( Copyright Michael Westwood ).