Caught

Writer's Prompt:New Prompt: Write a story or a poem using the following: a boy, a windmill, purple tulips


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Caught

         

         He was only seven
         And he got too close,
         When he was caught
         By a sail and carried up.

         The windmill creaked
         And the little boy screamed,
         When he was caught
         By a sail and carried up.

         His mother cried;
         His father came running,
         When he was caught
         By a sail and carried up.

         The preacher prayed;
         The townspeople gathered,
         When he was caught
         By a sail and carried up.

         The little boy saw
         The river’s vista,
         When he was caught
         By a sail and carried up.

         His eyes could see
         The purple of tulips,
         When he was caught
         By a sail and carried up.

         But he was dreadfully scared
         And shut his eyes,
         When he was caught
         By a sail and carried up.

         The windmill stopped,
         And the poor boy fainted,
         When he was caught
         By a sail and carried up.

         He looked so lifeless
         That his mother wailed,
         When he was caught
         By a sail and carried up.

         His father scaled the windmill's tail,
         Unhooking his son,
         When he was caught
         By a sail and carried up.

                   So, children, heed this tale
                   Of the careless boy,
                   Who was caught
                   By a sail and carried up.

                   For his parents had warned
                   That suspenders suspend,
                   But he was caught
                   By a sail and carried up.


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