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Seeing the Biggest Earth Chasm

Want to go see the biggest chasm an earthquake ever made?
I thought about it for a few seconds; it was my buddy Wade.
Okay, I agreed. But where is this chasm so incredibly deep?
He told me it was only two hours, and he would let me sleep.

We jumped in the car with chips, pretzels, and beer.
We are not going to drink it all, I yelled to Mommy dear.
She rolled her eyes and gave us “boys” a little wave.
I threw in some extra bottles from my down under man cave.

We laughed and talked and smarted off, being macho men.
We can act crazy like when were kids every now and then. 
We waited until it was day light to venture to the chasm’s edge.
My pal pretended he was going to push me over the incredible ledge.

The chasm was frightening; I could not believe how far down it went.
Some people had set up a campfire, pitching their flimsy little tent.
Shall we stay another day? I asked my pal, who was no longer talking.
I guess he had slid into the chasm, so I began loudly squawking.
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Hankins Avatar
August 2, 2021 at 11:17 AM
YES! YES!!!! You did it, Caren. Now, I'll leave to everyone to try to figure out what you did, but you'll know it. Tee Hee. Good one! (chuckling)
Krutsinger Avatar
August 3, 2021 at 4:08 AM
Thank you Hank. I appreciate it. Glad I could give you a chuckle today.
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