Drip Drop Poem by Poem hunters

Drip Drop



Drip dropp drip dropp listen to the rain prick, prick, prick.
It's no way near the sound of a hatching chick.
You must stay inside held back.
and when the season clears up you may run the track.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Threadgold 03 October 2008

Interesting use of words and in rhyme which I much prefer. Well done Regards Dave T

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