A poem about a maze
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Awalking down a path I went,
One clear afternoon,
And on the left a sign I saw,
T'was sitting on a dune.
And read that sign I did with care,
It pointed to a maze,
So heart in teeth down I proceeded,
The world now to amaze.
I took a left, then took a right
Then turned around in spot,
It dawned to me that very moment,
The entrance I forgot.
My eyes then searched a way about,
As worry grabbed a hold,
No exits; only walls of grass,
Around me they enfold.
And hunger was not far behind,
And food nowhere to see.
My belly grumbled quite unkind,
My mind hoped for some tea.
Yet when my lowest I did feel
The end I saw in sight,
A lady came and took my hand,
To guide me from my plight.
She lead me gently down a path
Between two walls of green,
And there in distance I did see
The exit unforeseen.
A lesson this adventure taught,
The world is full of people,
And if they friends of yours they are,
They'll help you in a pickle.
=)
Esmaralda