Jeff Morehead Poet Rhyme

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Riding along on a carousel,
Getting no where fast.
Thought I sat in the front seat,
Found it was the last.

Round & round & round I go,
When will I reach the end?
Every time I think I’m making progress,
It starts all over again!

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Black Eyed Susan April 13, 2011 at 9:50 AM This is all true, but I'd like you to think about adding some more details - like who was behind you, beside you, or behind you? What did you hear? What did you see as you went by, or smell? This is just my 2 cents. I understand if you feel it's done.