My Recent Escape
he stood there waiting for his lunch some juicy salmons he could munch
I think his name was smiddyguy that bearlike sparkle in his eye
It'd been some time since he had dined for something tasty he had pined
the earth was filled with many goods he'd been a long time in the woods
his broken ship crash landed here a salmon passed he grabbed his spear
thankful that his spear was trusty Oh my God! i think it's Rusty.
Good, Nancy -- GOOD!!!
I love the free flowing poetry round!
Nice ones Nancy!
Smiddy! Whoah, you did really good! That may be your first poetry but I hope you will keep going now!
Coco - look what you have started - you are an inspiration.
As Rusty headed through the pass
Lilly wandered through the grass
would their hopes of freedom die
Will fate give them another try?
Thanks, millie and Nancy, for the nice thoughts and the poetry!
Always a delight!