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The old wooden seesawđź’•

The old wooden seesawđź’•

Up..down..bump..up..down..bang..little Jimmy cried with so much joy..

Tightly holding on for dear life to the old wooden seesaw, sat opposite another unfamiliar, small boy

Oh how they both laughed loudly, each and every time their end of that seesaw went bang and..bump!!!

And not a single thump went by without little Jimmy and his new found friend, excitedly almost flying off into space..with an over enthusiastic..jump!!! 

Whilst Jimmy’s Mammy and Daddy watched on feeling rather proud..but Oh mercy me..wasn’t there three year old little lad very loud!!

Now those two little lads had such good fun on that sunny summers afternoon, they will never, ever forget that old wooden seesaw..and how it made them all laugh..

And don’t they say that the best things in life are free…coz nowadays, almost twenty two years later..those precious memories are regularly reminisced every time that Jimmys old folks come across that sunny summer seesaw photograph!!!

 

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Greg Etsell

all 3 poems are 
awsome 
good morning Jill!!!
i never liked getting
on a seesaw bec 
some wish person or jerk 
would alway think
it was funny get off 
when i was up in
the air i was lucky
i didnt hurt 

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Jill Tait

Awww Good morning Greg, yes kids can be so cruel 🥲❤️

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Greg Etsell

that should be wise
wish i just got up 

 

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Jill Tait

❤️❤️❤️

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