New title:The Long Way Round
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How boring the life of a dry-day
child on the all too short walk
to the dentist. There are no streams
to stamp in, no good reason
to wear wellie-boots and go
puddle-jumping in the park
as today, only sunbeams fall
from autumn trees to play
upon the dry, they make no waves
when swished by a black booted
boy, his sou'wester set ajaunt
against a sun shining unwantedly.
Original
How boring the life of a dry-day
child, no streams to stamp in,
no excuse to wear wellie-boots
and go puddle-jumping in the park.
There’s only so much fun to be had
catching sycamore seeds as they
autorotate to their destinies.
Today, only fractal sunbeams
tumble from autumn trees to lie
upon the dry, they make no waves
when swished by a black booted foot
wielded by a disgruntled boy,
his sou'wester set at a a'jaunt against
the unwanted sun on the too too
short journey to the dentist.
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