My yoyo is a marvelous thing
it climbs up and down
on its yoyo string.
I roll my yoyo
to stay in the deep,
I've taught my yoyo
how to sleep.
I toss my yoyo out
Around the World,
my yoyo can whirl,
my yoyo can twirl.
Sometimes I do
make a mistake
the string starts to fray
and then it breaks.
So,
if you come to play yoyos
there is one thing
you can bring
it is a pocket
of extra
yoyo string.
Still, we've had no rain.
Still, the temperature is above 100 today.
Still hot winds blow
and the best way
to keep cool
is to be still.
It is so hot..., can you write your own hot or wet or dry poem today. Just have fun writing.
Smart! I never thought to have extra yo yo string in my pocket.
ReplyDeleteLinda, Haven't you ever noticed that the packages on replacement strings that you can buy always have several strings in the bag? Where would you keep the extras? Gotta be prepared.
DeleteThe Yo-Yo poem is cute, but the Still poem is lovely. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteHey Rosi, Thanks, shucks you always make me feel so good about my humble attempts.
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