Pete's Holiday Poems
A series of light verse written by the pool on various Summer holidays
Friday, August 1, 2008
He went into the sea up to his oxters.
“Big wave!” his mother shouted from the shore.
He waved with all his might,
Then got carried out of sight
By the biggest wave that Plakias ever saw.
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