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Rainbow Riches

If you saw a rainbow and you clambered up one side
And then whizzed down the other like it was a massive slide
I have to say it all sounds like a lot of fun to me
But when you got back down again, I wonder where you'd be

I thought that I would find out, and so I gave it a try
The top of that there curve was really high up in the sky
But when I slid back down again, the breeze was really cold
I smacked my toe against a pot: that pot was painted gold

I have to say I had no use for some old painted pot
Or those old coins all painted gold of which there were a lot
I climbed back up that rainbow even though my toe was bent
Then hurtled down to find my landlord waiting for his rent

I told him I was broke until my motor car was sold
He said but that’s a rainbow... did you find no crock of gold
But then the rainbow faded and my guts were in a knot
And I was so dumbfounded, all that I could say was, ‘What?’
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Sankey- Lewis Avatar
May 26, 2021 at 4:05 PM
I like the rhythm and playfulness with surprises. Wonderful imaginings.
Flood Avatar
May 26, 2021 at 4:43 PM
Hi Iris. Thanks for you kind comment, much appreciated. Terry
Leffanta Avatar
May 21, 2021 at 10:44 AM
Fav'd this one!
Flood Avatar
May 21, 2021 at 12:05 PM
Wow, thanks Rico. Along with faves for ‘How Do You Like Them Apples’, today feels a bit like Christmas. Thanks again. Terry
Allison Avatar
May 20, 2021 at 3:01 PM
proof that not all that glitters is gold, a fabulous fantasy piece Terry, rainbows always make me smile and your poem certainly did that:-) hugs jan xx
Flood Avatar
May 20, 2021 at 5:05 PM
Hey Jan. wrote this at the same time as ‘Under The Rainbow’ but it needed work on its tempo. I’m struggling with ‘new’ at the moment, so I’m, er... ‘revisiting’. Thanks Jan. Terry
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