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Quagmire
If you walk on ice, you chance your life.Quote - Poet’s own
Was Christmas nineteen sixty three
When this story happened to me
Snow had fallen down thick and fast
So cold it was, weeks it did last.
Gone against parental advice
A friend and I skated on ice
It was on a local canal
Felt it was safe, me and my pal.
Wrapped cosy and snug we both were
Hat, gloves, scarf and boots lined with fur
Some lads were there, knew them from school
As boys do they acted the fool.
One came and snatched my friend's hat off
"Hand it back nasty boy" I scoffed
The boys then ran off with her hat
I chased them alike a wildcat.
To my horror the ice it cracked
I fell in, at the edge in fact
Clinging on, “save me” I did shout
The boys came and they pulled me out.
I slunk home wet, cold and hungry
Through the back door so none saw me
The parents would have exploded
If they knew what had unfolded.
It was a fright of a Quagmire
A warning to not play with fire
Never walk on frozen water
Sons, daughters do what you oughter.
Copyright ©
Beryl Edmonds
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