Outing!
Those fluffy floating flock
Greeted my creepy morning crock
Through my misted mirror
And they made mysterious mocks
Cheerful young chickadees
On that blooming crabapple trees
Chirping out the first spring swoon
In ever cryptic hollow tune
To join those annual gaudy Jubilee
The mild wind lightly flirt my dress
As I walked up to my class for success
My friend came to me, tiptoed
And give me a special winking express
Those people were going to the dam
Dam?
A powerful word gave us slams
Will you
Shall we
Mr. G was teaching the dreadful grammar 401
How gladly we left THAT behind
Yes, we went on the bus with our unopened backpack
To tour our dreamland, the Big Dam
No regret
After being punished twice
By Drauntz
© 2008 Drauntz
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