Bryn Strudwick Poet Quintain (English)

Toboggan

TOBOGGAN
Freezing fingers, freezing toes,
Running eyes and bright red nose.
But he’s oblivious to the pain
As he clambers up again
Then hurtling down the hill he goes

15th December 2021
Winter Quintain Poetry Contest
Sponsor Francine Roberts

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L Milton Hankins December 17, 2021 at 9:48 AM Good one, Bryn. I think most of us can recall sledding down the hill, freezing to death, and loving every minute of it! Best wishes for the contest.