Typically Luke Poem 1 - Fishing
This is the first in a series of poems about my cheeky grandson, Luke
Luke decided to go fishing
On a warm spring like day
With a huge net on a poll
And an old jam jar he found on the way
He didn't catch any fish
But got some frog spawn in the jar
Off home he wandered quite happily
He didn't have to go all that far
Later that night he felt hungry
Eyed the frog spawn with glee
"That looks just like jelly,
I wonder what it tastes like" thought he
Now I am afraid to say he did eat it
It would have made him ill you'd have thought
But it didn't do any harm at all
Though he did get a frog in his throat.
Copyright © Gary Wayne Hill | Year Posted 2013
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