The Loaded Truck

One upon another, piled up in a row.

The tightly sewed sacks,were quite hefty to throw.

Carried by two, mounting through the ramp,

lifted with the hook, the workers looked hump.

Within sometime, the stock was arranged.

Proficient with their job, none could be claimed.

About more than hundreds, were loaded on the truck,

tied with a rope, checked by the clerk.

Overlaid with a tarpaulin, the stuff to retain safe.

Dapper it looked, well dressed and brave.

Then kicked to move, like a dizzy fat lady,

bit left, bit right, ready to walk steady.

Sneezing out the fumes, preparing to fly,

Back of the truck was written ” bye bye”.