Bungee Jumping Poem by Walterrean Salley
Bungee Jumping
Bungee jumping
Is not my sport.
I love life too much
To abort.
Such great risk
Is not for me;
I doubt that it would
Ever be.
But those who’ve jumped
And lived to tell—
I'll say that you
Have done quite well.
Though a daredevil,
You might be,
May fate smile
Upon you still.
I'd have trouble
Just to be
Jumping from
A windowsill.
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(Note: spelled: 'bungee' or 'bungy.')
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4/24/2024 7:26:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice rythm and rhyme Makes the sport seem o so fine Till you say that from the window sill You might consider jumping still Unless you've got a big rubber band That will bungee you up again I fear that your poem writing will end When gravity will become an enemy, not a friend. Write on! s