Snow crow, flow, low.You flew solo.
Sky high, my, cry.
I hear a lie.
May day, stay, ray.
Here I lay.
See me, flee, key.
Just be free.
Date mate, hate, state.
It must be fate.
Knit kit, fit, mitt.
The candle�s lit.
Chime crime, time, rhyme.
I can spare a dime.
Clear here, ear, dear.
Have no fear.
Fine nine, mine, vine.
I crossed the line.
Fed red, led, bed.
You�ll find me dead.
Vanessa Wangen
Copyright� 2003 Vanessa Wangen
