Monday, 28 May 2012

I'm walking long a boardwalk path
we're all held in suspence
Leaning over this oversized salt-bath
When will the fire commence

A small metal cannon stood below us
We quickly coverd our ears
If it didn't work i would definetly cuss
As we gazed apon the piers

Then a man lit the fuse (we were real anxious now!)
Then he told us to count down from ten
When we hit one there was an ear splitting POW!
I almost forgot where I was then

I  still think about it when other thoughts go away
And that's where I find myself today.

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