You Can Win A Goldfish!

Cherry

By ralph

Wed, 10 Sep 2008
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2 comments
 

He stood,
at the bottom,
of the Helter
Skelter.

Waiting.

She will not be long,
he thought.
Then they can go,
get some candyfloss,
perhaps win a goldfish.

He held her little duffel bag,
doll with the chewed ear
and sweets.

The rain started pouring and
she never came down.

Certificate U
Poem
Wild Black Curly Hair
Crime

Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Oh dear. Such a sad tale! Really enjoyed this one. It reminded me of the goldfish I used to bring home in polythene bags from the fair on Hampstead Heath, many moons ago now. Most of them I 'won' fishing for ducks - each with numbers painted on them. The 'lucky' numbers won the prizes. By the way, they were plastic ducks, in case you were wondering. Tina

 

Submitted by sunshine on
so sad and so beautifully simple. Margot