I Gotta Go Poem by Debora Soramaki

I Gotta Go



When the sun is beating down
On this dusty desert town,
I gotta go,
To hike in the mountains
Where the streams turn into fountains.
I gotta go
Where the air is fresh and cool,
Beats a chlorinated pool.
I gotta go
To the highest point I know
Covered with the purest snow.
I gotta go!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shane Markie 17 October 2006

Go Debora! Go, GO! ~Shane~

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