Kick the Can

poem by: Dian Holmes
Written on Dec 22, 2016

Boring robot sits at home playing kick the can.
Where is his friend to help him spend,
the time that run runs ran!
Away from them. How time flys by when you're having fun.
Up and over & back again.
Til next we ran runs run.

Tags: sad, rhyme, metaphor, deep,

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Robert Kohlhammer commented:

Like the verb changes of run, nice beat.

Frank Hornby . commented on Feb 13, 2019 at 7:43pm

Kick the can is a game we all played as kids back in the 60s.....real good fun...thanks for the memory.....

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