The Strawberry*A Poem by Bob BWhile walking in a desolate area Without a weapon and all alone, A man encountered a vicious tiger. He stopped in his tracks and uttered a moan.
He ran to the edge of a nearby cliff And glanced at the jagged rocks below. Desperate, he climbed down a vine And hung there swinging to and fro.
Looking up, he saw two mice And had to stifle his fearful cries. The mice were gnawing on the vine! His whole life flashed before his eyes.
Then he noticed a strawberry plant. Holding on as best he could, He plucked a single berry and ate it. A berry had never tasted so good!
(3-2-17) By Bob B
*An old tale retold here in verse © 2017 Bob B |
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