Jeff Kyser Poet Rhyme

Desolation

He builds a mighty garrison
Formed up from Duplo blocks
He brags you’ll never take his king
A regular Fort Knox

But then the ogre from the east
Comes crashing through the vale
There’s nothing left but ruins now
And odors that assail

A wet and slimy residue
There’s drool upon the walls
The mayhem, utter and complete
So off the toddler crawls

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Gershon Wolf July 13, 2022 at 8:24 PM Another mess to clean up at the Circle Ranch ~ Caballero Wolf

Caren Krutsinger July 13, 2022 at 4:32 PM That last line made my day!

Ilene Bauer July 13, 2022 at 2:45 PM this is adorable, jeff! Jeff Kyser July 13, 2022 at 2:50 PM Thanks, Ilene, it's fun to watch the grandkids play!

L Milton Hankins July 13, 2022 at 10:23 AM This is so cool, Jeff. So descriptive of a scene we've all witnessed from time to time with children playing. Very nicely done. Jeff Kyser July 13, 2022 at 10:46 AM Our sunroom is blitzed, but it was a fun morning, thanks!