The Thrill of the Slide

A Poem

By Douglas E. Gogerty

Down and down I slide.
Faster and faster as I glide.
At the end there is a bump,
I have to know when to jump.

Closer and closer I get.
Nearer and nearer, but not yet.
I still have a little room.
I can press on. Down I zoom.

Quicker and quicker I go.
Bigger and bigger the bump grows.
I can no longer wait.
I have to jump. OUCH! too late!!!

Sharper and sharper the pain.
Louder and louder screams do rain.
The pain, it will subside.
Ah, the thrill of the slide.

Green is the Light

A Poem

By Douglas E. Gogerty

Green is the light,
I see no trouble ahead
Green is the light,
So get going before it's red

Green is the light,
A lovely mix of yellow and blue.
Green is the light,
Please hurry and get yourself though!