I Fly A Lot – MonWE, 6, 30, 14, Everyday Tales, With An Addition , Gather Writing Essentials

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Now how do I begin this tale

Of  something that happened to me

Of course you are going to know

It involved my family tree

 

I didn’t drive when I was young

I always took the bus

And when I wanted to go somewhere

There were four of us

 

Waiting at a bus stop with a bunch of boys

Is not the easiest thing to do

For what one did not think up

There were always the other two

 

The bus was late and they were running around

Playing hide and seek

I heard that loud motor coming

And then my knees went weak

 

For one was quietly standing there

But where were the other two

I asked him where his brothers were

He said I don’t know, boo hoo

 

So the darn bus just passed us by

After waiting out in the sun

I found them up on a branch of a tree

I scolded, they said you’re no fun

 

Well our shopping trip was done for

And they were feeling bad

When up the hill came a familiar car

Driven by dear old dad

 

So daddy was the hero

As usual , still in my son’s memories

And I the disciplinarian

Flying high on my trapeze

 

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ake your pick of those themes, and write me a short story. It can be horror, comedy or SciFi.

MonWe,6,30,14. Everyday Tales, with a Addition

 

 

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