Our Evil Knievel Without the Evil

Jerry was an evel knievel without the evil part.
But he definitely was a child with a daredevil’s heart.
Get the picture! He would yell as he did flips, flops and other stuff.
He proved all the time that he was reckless and amazingly rough.

Get the picture! He would yell, even when upside down.
We liked everything about him, even though he was a bit of a clown.
I expected him to yell “Did you get the picture?” one day.
But his antics had broken his neck, so he lay in the clay.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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September 13, 2023 at 5:45 PM
Oh no. Poor Jerry.
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