
Another attempt at humorous poetry. Again, not my prefered style, but I tried. Hope you enjoy it.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Humor/Poetry - Words: 121 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 04-25-05 - id: 1895459
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Chasing the Wind
I saw the wind rush by
With a butterfly net and a small glass jar
Didn't even stop to greet me or say goodbye
As he ran so very far
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I ran after him with my own large net
Hoping to catch him before it was too late
For the wind I have never truly met
And I didn't want to wait.
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He laughed at me as he ran though the meadows
Challenging me to catch him
As I complained about the pain in my toes
and the cramps in every limb.
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It didn't take long for him to disappear
Chasing after some butterfly
I stopped, unable to ever get near
And never knowing why.
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