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 Yuletide Sled Ride Slowly I lumber, over to sled The world’s so pale; it looks like its dead! In goes my father, and then I slip in Then ours ears awake to a terrible din! My three-year-old cousin, (her name is Claire) She soon is crying, this isn’t fair Soon she plops in, she wants to go too! But she is my cousin! Can I tell her “shoo”? With a glance to my dad, I give us some power! And Claire, oh she does cower A push of my foot, and off do we fly And experience the thrill no money can buy The wind in my face, the snow all around For the bottom of hill, we are definitely bound! We slide to the end of our glorious ride What a fun little trip, to celebrate yuletide! Article posted January 14, 2009 at 11:36 AM • comment (2) • Reads 922 • Return to Blog List Add a CommentPosted Comments  I think that you did a really good job of rhyming, but there was only one word that really jumped out at me, yuletide, so I think some more word choice would be good.
Comment Posted on January 16, 2009 at 02:09 PM by
ehWill someone please comment?
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