The Daddy Killer
Kids growing up, doing all differant things
to whatever that may bring
some excitement to their day
be it small, or diving into hay
From a very tall barn in the park
or looking for eggs,the prize being the lark
our favourite pass time was the daddy killer
baby, mammy then daddy the thriller.
These consisted of a sloping bank,over looking the beck
getting higher and higher then the top flipping heck
as the daddy killer stood high from the ground
a run and jump and landing an almighty pound
Sponsored by: Paula Swanson.For contest childhood memory
Copyright © Paul Beadnall | Year Posted 2011
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