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RE: POETRY CONTEST - Runaway Rhymes 6: First or Worst

in #poetry • 8 years ago

Worst Summer

Instead of the seaside,
I'm taking a mere ride,
to the nearby creek,
my fortune to seek.
I slept on the sun,
with Native skin awoke,
dragged home to run,
yoghurt on my stroke.

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     8 years ago  

    A brilliant little poem. Thank you for entering.