Re: own poems
Poor Chris, I hope your joints and knees are feeling better
In our woods, too, the ground could not be any wetter.
So many times I've nearly come a cropper,
Or really fallen, which for grannies don't look proper.
It's not just muddy puddles that can catch you out
You have to watch for roots straggling about
Waiting to snag your foot and send you flying
And slippery sodden grassy slopes are very trying.
Oh yes, it's a wild and dangerous world out there
So if you're going to venture out you should take care.
anny.
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