by steve1223adelaide, South Australia
Aug 2011 882 Views 3 comments
Clip, Clop (Mirror Poem)
I sit and watch it all
On the sheltered side
Fungus grows on the trees
Where the sun don't shine
From deep in the woods
So fast for to get back home
The horse did trot
Clip, clop, clip, clop
The horse did trot
So fast for to get back home
From deep in the woods
Where the sun don't shine
Fungus grows on trees
On the sheltered side
I sit and watch it all
On the sheltered side
Fungus grows on the trees
Where the sun don't shine
From deep in the woods
So fast for to get back home
The horse did trot
Clip, clop, clip, clop
The horse did trot
So fast for to get back home
From deep in the woods
Where the sun don't shine
Fungus grows on trees
On the sheltered side
I sit and watch it all
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
Ladybee42 a while back set me the challenge to write a Mirror poem. Finally got around to it. Does anyone else like to have a go.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (3)
I see you at it again,nice job. Interesting poem....'fUNGUS GROWS ON THE TREES WHERE THE SUN DON'T SHINE,FROM DEEP IN THE WOODS SO FAST FOR TO GET BACK HOME,THE HORSE DID TROT,CLIP CLOP,CLIP CLOP
coola boola, it's as though the poem slows in the middle while the horse turns around to go home