There once was a hamster.
Named Terry.
He had two small eyes, two small ears, a cute lil' nose
And a big fat belly.
He ran and ran all day long
Up his hamster wheel.
At the end, he would eat all there was
And more he would steal.
Terry please stop eating.
If you don't, you might just die.
But when the food's taken away,
Terry starts to cry.
Author's Note: Tried my hand at a nursery rhyme for a contest entry and also for a change.
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Strands of Time
PoetryA collection of feelings, hurts, experiences and lessons learnt, felt and lived. A road woven in time for 9 years and continuing. Information for Readers: You'll notice in the titles, the poems run from "Class 7 to Class 15", I started writing from...
