Another round of poetry from Shredded Cheddar.
Word: snakeskin
Question: What can I see from here?
Postcard to Grandpa
We're on vacation in the West.
The tombstones say who's laid to rest --
"Jesse James lies here"; I bet it's true!
Our cowboy hats are hot but fun.
We like to wear them in the sun
And Daddy says we'll bring one home for you.
We heard six-shooters: Bang, bang, BANG!
Mom held her ears, but I said "Dang!"
And got a "look" from Mom I didn't like.
Dad bought us all bandannas, too.
Jacob's is red, and mine is blue.
When I get home I'll tie it on my bike,
This postcard shows "The Trading Post";
The thing in here I like the most
Is in the left top corner -- can you guess?!
No, not the hatchet or the bow.
I like the snakeskin down below!
Oops; out of room. I love you, Grandpa! -- Jess
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4 comments:
I like that it became a western. It gets to the Louis L'Amour fan in me. It's also nice to see something that is structured, though shooting from the hip has always been more my style.
+JMJ+
I think it's great! =D I love the little twist and the way it ends with Jess' name.
Thanks for playing again, Ellen. Your contributions always make me smile.
Hey Mom? You're really good at this!!
I really like it! Great job.
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