And a third “learning” poem for this week’s prompt...
It’s not hard,
learning to swim,
just takes a lake
a long, high pier,
and a drunken uncle
to throw you in.
It’s not hard,
building a kite,
just takes an old newspaper,
some sticks and string,
and a drunken uncle
to laugh at your efforts.
It’s not hard,
planting a tree,
just takes a sapling,
a spot and a shovel,
and a drunken uncle
to sit and watch.
It’s not hard,
staying sober,
just takes some will,
several good friends,
and a drunken uncle
to remember.
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