FERRIS WHEEL

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ABSTRACT POEMS

 

                                               Riding the wheel.  

                                               Good, we both did feel.

                                                 We got to the top.

                                         There's where the wheel did stop.

                

  Up, we did go.  Down below, the lights were bright.

                 She was a beautiful sight.  

  A warm, warm, night.  A real delight.

       

  We, in our car, from everybody else, so far.

    The carnival for a date.  It was really, really, great.

 It was not too late.

                                     

                                                We could touch the sky.

                            All the wonder we could see with our eye.

                                             

    

      

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