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The Boy Pilot-

Reporters waiting at the blocked off air- strip, to get photos of the boy wonder at the end of his trip. Around the world in his hot air balloon, from Anchorage to Cameroon. Picking up treasures from every land, grizzly bear claws, and feathered bands. The air ship lands while the crowd cheers, The door opens , and the boy pilot nears. “Will you make a statement?”, they want to know, “What have you seen , and where did you go?” I travelled wherever the wind blew me to, met people , went places, that I never knew. So, I have many tales to tell , of the wonders I have seen, many stories to be written, And I am but fifteen.

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Date: 11/28/2013 7:15:00 PM
Jeanette, this reawakened an intertest in couplets. I hope I can muster one that is this engaging and fun. Very well written and rhymed.
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