My guardian angel

never wanted the job

in the first place, she not only sighed

and whinged, placed her hoof down

with a firm angelic paw

but she gave God the finger when she

said with strictness in her voice

“Someone has to do

and I am afraid

it is down to you.”

 

The saintly finger risen from its paw

has followed me everywhere

and the guardian has often tied my shoes

together, pushed me down the stairs

and then made sure I landed