It didn’t really matter,
the chatter about the ladder,
because Augie had gotten fatter
and there was no way
he was roof-bound
as round as he had become.
But dumb luck intervened
and Augie, would see himself
up to the challenge.
But as the rickety ladder,
creaking with spite,
and as he climbed
it didn't matter
but its protests went unheeded,
and gravity wasn’t cheated
as he reached the pinnacle,
he realized
"something wasn’t right..."
just as the ladder shattered.
And yet, ironically Profound:
Rotund men are right to try.
V
