Swingbridge

by Jem Croucher

 

We wondered if it was a wind-up
Gathering people there to stare
But no, the bridge was really opening
For the pleasure of all there
Men in yellow jackets
Closed the gates at either side
Then the middle started moving
‘Til it was open really wide
We wondered what would happen
If it broke when opened up
‘Cos then the men in yellow jackets
In the middle would be stuck
But that was not a problem
For the mechanism new
Moved the middle span back seamlessly
Restoring our bridge view.

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