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On the Swings (Free verse) by Christof

These swings are perilous; take special care. You could fall through the morning, it is so clear, And if you slip now you'll never stop You'll fling like a stone from a sling into space And I will go out And pay for a telescope and minutely trace Your path until Pluto where you'll briefly spark And enter the deep dark forever. Here, let me give you a push.

Christof 21-Oct-02/4:24 AM
Thanks! It's on Thursday. I shall start to wave goodbye to my twenties. The thirties are supposed to be good, or so people say.




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