1st Place (Child) - June 2011







The Storm

The lightning flashed

The thunder crashed

The people ran back home

The rain, it fell on every innocent gnome

The adventurers dropped their maps

The runners stopped their laps

On the terrible night

Where the lightning was bright


At the end of the road

Stood a cheerful toad

I guess he was the only one

Who on the terrible night

Where the lightning was bright

Actually had some fun

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Johanna Viola Loock