Carter's Pony Poem by Victoria Revier

Carter's Pony

Rating: 5.0


Who is it who seats themselves in the small blue chair?
All alone sits he, alone and await.
They all hope it is not too late.
Carter's sanity is going fast,
Just as a figure emerges atop the mast.
The mast of a vessel belonging to the darkest of markets.
As Carters sanity races away,
So does he himself on his very own pony.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kearbear pie lover 11 July 2009

LOL I LOVE IT,10++++++++++

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Lizzy h. 03 July 2009

I LOVE IT I GIVE IT A 10+

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