The Acrobats ~ a poem by Shel Silverstein

I’ll swing by my ankles,

She’ll cling to your knees

As you hang by your nose

From a high-up Trapeze.

Just one thing, please,

As we float through the breeze…

Don’t sneeze.

 

This week we would like to share with you another fabulous Shel Silverstein poem, from our Chatterboxes “Circus” unit!

 

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  • August 26, 2015
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