Today I kicked the bucket
(And for all my US friends,
This is a euphemism
For the point at which life ends).
It wasn’t done on purpose…
Just a half-bipedal fail,
As I got out of the shower
And the toe encountered pail.
I may have squealed a little,
Or perhaps I may have cursed,
But thinking little of it
Thought the pail had come off worst.
It wasn’t till much later,
When the face and hair were done,
That I noticed to my horror
That the pail had fairly won.
As I glanced down I noted
Pooling red around my toe
Suggesting it had been somewhere
Where no toe ought to go.
The nail was looking iffy,
Blood was oozing cherry-red,
It hadn’t started hurting,
But it would…take that as read.
So, did I grab the first aid kit
And seek to stem the flow?
And wrap it up in dressings,
As I should? The answer’s no.
Because I am a housewife
With my instincts to the fore,
The first thing that I thought to do
Was mop the bloody floor.
The more I mopped, the more it bled,
So, housewives, please take heed…
Sometimes you really should come first
Despite ‘rules’ self-decreed.
Today I kicked the bucket,
But my ego came off worst…
Where toes and housework are concerned,
From now on… I come first!
haha Excellent poem. 😀
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Reblogged this on Campbells World and commented:
YAY!
Most Excellent poem and post!!!
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Ouch! Hope your toe isn’t too much of a mess.
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I tried taking the dressing off… but put one back on rather quickly 😉
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Like I said… Ouch! Hope it heals quickly.
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It seems to be healing nicely, thanks, Tori.
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Ouch! I enjoyed reading your poem – good way to start the day with a smile.
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I think my mouth was doing other things than smiling, Colline 😉
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it’s toe joke…
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Oh Sue! Fantastic poem and I sympathise with you and your pain! My poor baby toe has often kicked an assortment of things due to my inherent clumsiness….
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Second toe… and it has not yet forgiven me 😉
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Poor you!!!
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love your poem and how you still maintained a sense of humor about it – hope your toe is better soon
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It’s not doing too badly, thanks, until I forget… 😉
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We use that term over here too 🙂 So glad it was an actual bucket 😉
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So am I, Alethea… still too much to do 😉
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Hi.
This was a wonderful post.
Shared it around and reblogged it at campbellsworld too.
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Thanks, Patty.
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Ouch! As far as us Americans knowning the term, we all watched Bugs Bunny: https://youtu.be/LKPOhFZuFQg
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That raised a smile 😀
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Bugs Bunny is always good for a smile 🙂 When I read “kick the bucket” I instantly started singing “The rabbit kicked the bucket”!
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I don’t remember seeing that one before 🙂
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“Kicking the bucket” is a common term here in the States. Hence the other common term, “The Bucket List”.
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I had no idea whether it worked on both sides of the Atlantic 🙂 I should have known though, from the bucket list…
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In Canada, I remember my dad using the term “kicked the bucket” a lot. So I think it is a universal idiom, at least in English speaking countries. I loved your poem and I do hope you didn’t suffer too much. I’m also glad you just kicked a bucket and didn’t actually “kick the bucket”.
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I wasn’t sure how far the saying had travelled…and anyway, it rhymed 😉
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Brightened my day!
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Didn’t do much for mine, Trish 😉
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I am sorry to read about your injured toe, Sue, but I did enjoy your poem very much.
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Thanks, Robbie. It is healing… as long as I don’t kick anything else 😉
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Thanks for sharing, Jaye x
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Stubbed toes are greatly underrated for degrees of pain! I broke my big toe diving into a pool with my toes pointed. Moral? Don’t DO that. I’ve walked into table legs, chairs, door sills, rocks, and many, many dogs. The dogs don’t hurt as much, but the fall when you bash your head hurts plenty!
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Sounds like me.. I am pretty accident prone. Always have been. Broke my leg once on the way home from having the cast removed from havin broken it on a safety mat 😉
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Oh, no! Lovely poem but I hope you are are all right. 💜
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Mainly damaged dignity, Colleen, though I don’t have much of that to damage 😉
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LOL! ❤️❤️❤️
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I do understand that part of your brain that wanted to clean up the blood. I’m sure it has the ability to treble its volume for every second it’s outside our bodies. 🙂 … on the other hand, (or toe) OUCH!!!
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It’s automatic… but really, the puddle could have waited…. 😉
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Of course you wanted to clean up the blood first! Sigh! How is your toe?
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Exactly 😉
Not bad now, Jennie, thanks… healing nicely.
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Thank goodness.
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This was fun Sue, but not the toe part, lol. Ouchee that had to smart 🙂 xx
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It did…better now though 🙂 xx
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Good to hear 🙂 xx
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Thanks, Debby 🙂 xxx
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