“But how can I sit on this, oddly shaped bench? Won’t I get wiggly too?” Gun Roswell

Wiggly Bench

The colours so bright

The the thing totally crossed my eyes

In the distance in the light

It seemed, well divine!

Was it a piece of art work?

Or just some fun done by a jerk?

I really did not care at this point and felt

The need to step closer with a jerk

I studied the thing at close proximity

What on earth was this, this monstrosity?

I could not make my mind up 

Whether I really liked it or not

But after staring for a long while

I finally had decided and smiled

Pulling out my photo snapper device

I started to take loads of pix of it live

Soon enough, I had snapped a few

And then ventured to sit down on it too

Later on thinking back, with a smile loose

I knew, it was a bench, too good to be true!