The Great Escape


	The Great Escape My buddies messed up bad when they made their big jail break, Slipping out of Pa-pa’s backyard to the creek the boys did take. The escape was planned with care as they each brought a flashlight, They knew that where they were going was dark as the blackest night. For two boys scared of the dark it was quite an accomplishment, Though, going through the tunnels was not time wisely spent. Now, my buddies are grounded they’re under house arrest, I know what they did was dangerous but isn’t it what little boys do best? JRS © 12-29-03 The "Okie" Poet All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved