The Wood Chopper Poem by Jarrod Wakefield

The Wood Chopper



There was a wood chopper chopping deep in the woods
When a pack wolves walked up and asked him where he stood
That made him wonder
If he’d made a blunder
And ran out as fast as he could

Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: woods
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