Logs thrown at trees
Some thought we were bonkers
But every year
We were out collecting conkers
We soaked them in vinegar
Tied them on laces
Then played games of conkers
In all sorts of places
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
As Lorraine says the world has gone mad, I say bring back the conker bonking competitions, my brothers were always looking for their shoelaces that I 'borrowed' Good piece David, 10 Lynda xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ok you got me I have no idea what this poem was about haha But I loved the flow and I could tell there was humor; -) haha