Poem Collection

May 23, 2011
By , Indianapolis, IN
Tri-cave
In a dark cave,
There was a man,
Who held a pick-axe in his hand.
He hit a rock.
There was a man,
Beard long and grey.
Who held a pick-axe in his hand.
He mined out a stone.
Beard long and grey.
A young man saw.
He mined out a stone.
With a pick-axe.
A young man saw.
A man.
With a pick-axe.
They dug deeper.
A man.
Saw an old man.
They dug deeper.
With the young man.
Saw an old man.
A young man did.
With the young man.
They found a box.
A young man did.
Open the box.
They found a box.
With nothing inside.





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