You could call it a disaster
A tragic mishap combination
As a builder shuffled up the plank
A concrete setting situation
Wheelbarrow finely centred
Right angled geometrical
One foot behind each taken step
Calculating mathematical
But taking calls and sending text
Can cause a teeter in one’s trek
Sparking off the unexpected trip
A sinking dip up to the neck
Grabbing quick the plank and handlebar
Stepping slowly from the mire
Laced with rubble-covered splattering
And matching concrete grey attire
Emergent scary from “The Dark Lagoon”
As best-laid plans became a trough
Scattered chunks from hard stuck lumps
That water force could not wash off
Alas the Medic couldn't bring around
The hardened figure stiffened quick
Now a headstone buried standing proud
This builder now a concrete brick
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