Watch the rope swing back and forth
Turn around and lock the door
Slip it on and fall an inch
A quick rush and then a pinch
Watch the world fade to black
Watch the places where you can't go back
Little poem came together in the labyrinth known as my head
Watch the rope swing back once more
Watch the rope swing back for more
The rope's swing watched comes back for more
Rope swing please come back for more
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I am totally washed away by that couplet that does not rhyme - the (near) perfect adult nursery rhyme about hanging? "Swinging"? You go to interesting places in your poetry. ~A~
I suppose I do, but I don't write very well about happy things.
Watch the rope swing back
Watch the rope swing back once more
Watch the rope swing back for more
The rope's swing watched comes back for more
Rope swing please come back for more
.
I am totally washed away by that couplet that does not rhyme - the (near) perfect adult nursery rhyme about hanging? "Swinging"? You go to interesting places in your poetry. ~A~
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Well........
I suppose I do, but I don't write very well about happy things.