I damaged my meniscus
I’ve buggered up my knee
Running’s loss my readers’ gain
It’s back to poetry.
No great loss to literature
And less so to the track
They won’t want me as laureate
But now at least I’m back.
I can barely walk just now
The verse is equally lame
Must be something I can do
It’s such a dreadful shame.
Andrew Green's Poems 
Wear and tear is our future,
It won’t be gold, most possibly pewter.
Still a dodgy knee is not the end
To rest and recuperate is best my friend
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