“Seems like a strange place to put a fence don’t you think? Looks like they wanted to give you the impression that it’s a bridge, yet I don’t see any water, do you? Want to go and explore?” she asked.
“I’m sure it’s private property but … what the hell, he said, Let’s see where it goes at least.”
There was a bridge, across the road
From here I could see there were toads
We crossed the road and to our surprise
The bridge was covered in big black fly’s
Then it hit us like a ton of bricks
The smell was bad and it was thick
So we left the bridge alone
Decided to run, all the way home
“It’s bloody sewer pipes. Why make such a pretty bridge over something that smells so bad!” she said.
“Come on, let’s get as far away as possible from this place. They probably did this to deter people from poking around on their property.”
© Susan Zutautas 2019
This post is for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #34.