Rip Helmut Poem by Gold Fish

Rip Helmut



You fluttered down from the sky
you perched upon my hand
Your glossy shell was grand

You were destined for the olympics
Champion runner
Fast as the wind

But then you flew away
Too bad so sad, dead within the day

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gold Fish 13 November 2008

Um, Helmut is a bug. More of a lady beettleishy thing. Thankyou for your comment!

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Jerry Hughes 13 November 2008

................are we to assume Helmut was a bird? Cute poem....

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