Wednesday, April 27, 2011

gOaTaFlOaT

The night was long.
The winds blew strong.
I awoke to the ocean strong.
The waves pounding like a resounding gong.

I looked and what I saw was my little row boat
all lonely afloat
like a songs fleeting note.

My heart started beating
when I heard the bleating.

There was a goat
in my boat afloat.

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