Burtle

Down the current

Down the river the canoe floats

Under a clear sun and cool breeze

All the details the girl notes

Drawing the scene before her with ease

The fish swim under below

Let our journey follow the flow

 

Down the river approaches

A fork, a decision, a choice

The fear of it encroaches

But the driver hears a voice

“It doesn’t matter left or right we go”

Let our journey follow the flow

 

The fork comes faster and closer

Driver scared, can’t continue calm

A decision made now or never

Yet the artist continued to draw a palm

Don’t be filled with fear and woe

Let our journey follow the flow

 

And so they went left

The current pushing them this way

Poor driver still feeling stressed

The artist stood up, admired the day

For her art was done, quite the show

Let our journey follow the flow



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