Jungle Gym Monster

May 13, 2010
By MissB. BRONZE, Stanton, Michigan
MissB. BRONZE, Stanton, Michigan
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Standing tall and long on the wooded land
with skin
of yellows and reds
of greens and blues
of plastic and steel.
It looks inviting,
but the boy knows better

All he wants is to master the beast
slowly he climbs up, up, up
he tells himself he wont look down,
but he does in spite of that idea
he looks down and fear fills his eyes
his head starts to spin.

He has reached his destination
the heart of the beast.
A quick decision leads to a scream
and with a scream
he goes

The author's comments:
This is an extended metaphor poem.

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