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Crunch
Tippy and toeing...through the forest you are going...crunching behind you my loud feet.
You ducking and dodgeing
creeping and sneaking.
All the while you hear me crunching and wheezing.
Gracefully you cross over the water.
Me crunching along sniffleing and sneezing.
I fall in splishing and splashing and you come back to help me
all while laughing.
You ducking and dodgeing
creeping and sneaking.
All the while you hear me crunching and wheezing.
Gracefully you cross over the water.
Me crunching along sniffleing and sneezing.
I fall in splishing and splashing and you come back to help me
all while laughing.
Published 27th Jan 2011
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27th Jan 2011 8:43am
i don't quite get the meaning behind this one because it's obviously a personal poem but i can relate in ways...
i like the ways you used lots of sound words... gave the poem a nice ring to it. good write. keep it up yeah ?
i like the ways you used lots of sound words... gave the poem a nice ring to it. good write. keep it up yeah ?
