30 April 2012
Next door to me theres lies a yard,
In which a rusted swing set stands guard,
The rope handles all dead and frayed,
The wooden seat mossy and decayed,
The metal frame has been covered in weed,
This poor swingset is in need,
It has no owner still a child,
Neglected for years the swings apperance has gone wild,
The rusted bolts are not so tight,
The paint all chipped and faded in the light,
For me to want to swing on the deadly mess,
Is just to tempting i confess. -naomi :) <3
The Crooked Swing • Opuss № I