At the Arcade
At the arcade excitement waits
With games galore for everyone
An entire afternoon of fun
Saucy hot dogs and ice cream plates
Some new friendships and fun-filled dates
Lots of fantastic prizes won
at the arcade.
The enjoyment never abates
Like the shooting gallery gun,
Oh, and the hot cinnamon bun
Then, of course, I won paperweights
at the arcade.
Written October 12, 2022
[Rondine - 8 syllable lines checked by
HMS.com and PS Syllables, different
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Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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