.3. Beached Poem by David Threadgold
.3. Beached
I’ve misplaced my little brother
We were playing in the sand
He said that I should cover him
A game he’d clearly planned
Until I went for ice creams
I left my brother to it
On my return there was no sign
Why ever did I do it?
The beach I turned to turmoil
It gave me such a scare
Until I found him fast asleep
In a stripy old deck chair
© 2008 David Threadgold
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I read this one to my ten year old daughter who just happens to have a little brother who loves playing in the sand. She had a great chuckle! I thoroughly enjoyed this! Hugs, Dee
Such good fun this one Dave. A surprise last line adds the punch. Well done - more please. fondly Fay.
This is SOOO Sweet, and yet so innosent.... Very nice flow and a fine exucute! ! ! Bonnie
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5/2/2024 3:00:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I bet this really happened. I had a kid sister and it sounds like something I did with her. Only ours was a big hole in the back yard. Great work Dave. You can really bring on the laughs! Great rhyme and rhythm too! (10)