Donna Young


The Thunder Bolt - Poem by Donna Young

As I go slowly up the hill
Bumping and rocking side to side
Looking with a pail face
Down we go
Over the loop fast as can be
That's the end of poor old me

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 25, 2011


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