Stairway Surfing

Retired for six years and now I keep visiting the hospital as a patient. I sure didn't plan this latest episode but I have to admit I am totally at fault for my foolishness. 

I fell down
And it hurt like hell,
Scraped my arm
And rang my bell,
But my brain didn't bleed
Though my collarbone cracked,
As experiences go
I would rather redact.

If you want the details

I won't give them,

Each time that I repeat it

I am forced to relive them,

And you might reinforce

My blatant stupidity,

Wondering if I have

Any sense of lucidity.

After this, I will take it easy
I'll order others around,
They can buy my good advice
For a penny and a pound,
I will play the old master
The wizard at the club,
And I'll tell those whippersnappers
They can find me at the brewpub.