Paul Beadnall Poet Rhyme

The Daddy Killer

Kids growing up, doing all  differant things
            to whatever that may bring
              some excitement to their day
                 be it small, or diving into hay

                    From a very tall barn in the park
                      or looking for eggs,the prize being the lark
                        our favourite pass time was the daddy killer
                          baby, mammy then daddy the thriller.

                            These consisted of a sloping bank,over looking the beck
                               getting higher and higher then the top flipping heck
                                 as the daddy killer stood high from the ground
                                    a run and jump and landing an almighty pound

Sponsored by: Paula Swanson.For contest childhood memory

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Doris Culverhouse July 6, 2011 at 7:10 AM where are you from? are you british? Paul Beadnall March 26, 2015 at 1:32 PM Sorry yes lol x

Vivek Deshpande July 6, 2011 at 12:08 AM Wonderful piece of poetry here penned down. Thanks for your comment on my poem Time To Awake. SAPNA Paul Beadnall March 26, 2015 at 1:34 PM thank you and no problem, sorry for late reply

Cory Long July 5, 2011 at 4:11 PM this was awesome nicely penned. cory Paul Beadnall March 26, 2015 at 1:35 PM Sorry for the late late thank you x

Nette Onclaud July 5, 2011 at 12:59 PM riveting piece,paul.. what a sharp imagination you've got! :) huggs, nette Paul Beadnall March 26, 2015 at 1:35 PM Sorry for the late late thank you, appreciated as always x