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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 3:20 am
I actually got inspired to write this poem this morning, when I was walking my dog. I was just making my way down the street when a car pulled by and... well... the poem explains it.
Trudging through the mist: what's this I see? Three chubby faces looming greedily at me. Sat in a car, these children stare, As I walked on by without a care.
They holler and cry, pounding the glass, While I still trudge through the dewy grass. The parents, exhausted, try to calm them down, As each young child wears a terrible frown.
When the car was gone, I gave a great sigh, And thanked my lucky stars in the sky. For, if I was part of that family, Then I would be sat with those toddlers three.
Yeah... that's what happened. It's not particulary interesting (sorry if I've spelt that wrong) but I found it quite amusing that these kids were so upset that I wasn't paying them any attention. It's things like that which inspire me to write. So, what do you think?
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