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The Sled That Wanted to Fly

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Listen, my children, and you shall hear of a sled that couldn't stand sledding this year.
He wanted to fly instead of glide, to feel the snow flakes way up in the sky.
If his master knew the fiendish plan, this old sled he would have dismanned.
But, alas! he sensed nothing wrong, and went on merrily, sliding along.

Up and down the hill they slid, the track grew slippery as they did.
Looking for a chance to fly, the sled finally found it by and by.
Up ahead a pile of snow, there in the middle of the country road.
He gently guided his master there, to hit the pile and up in the air--

He flew! He flew! The wonder of it all! He did it! He did it! What a ball!
Oh, what a sight! What a view! There he was and up he flew!
But suddenly he realized, the end of his plan was not devised.
What goes up must come down, he hadn't planned how to hit the ground!

He straddled an old knotty stump, his driver got a fearful lump
Splintered wood around him lay, He may not slide another day.
But his dream came true. He flew! He flew!
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