George Howard

Rookie - 0 Points (14.02.53 / Pontefract (Broken Bridge) , UK)

Out In The Sun - Poem by George Howard

I wibble and wobble an tremble along,
Don’t look at me sideways, I’ll do you no wrong
I’ve just got to get there, no! Really I must!
If I stop in the sun, I’ll turn into a crust!
I made a mistake! I took a wrong turn!
And if I’m not back, I surely will burn!
Turned left at the floodgate and into the drains,
Should have listened to mum, if I’d had any brains!
I wish it would rain, or even just spit!
'Watch out with that bike! You silly old git! '
I’d have been a 'great white', if I’d had the choice!
Instead of a jellyfish, who can't make any noise!

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 24, 2010

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