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One Fine Sunny Morning Set By The Creek
One fine sunny morning set by the creek,
Busy Chris Smith was getting ready to seek,
He’d got his dusty pan ready, ready for gold,
But what he did not know, was about to unfold.
Right by his side, was his best mate Nick Pound,
He was smiling and laughing and mucking around,
‘Eureka, Eureka!’ Suddenly Chris Smith screamed,
The dirt in his pan had started to gleam!
‘I’ve got it, I’ve got it’ he yelled with pride,
‘It’s mine forever, look at me’ he cried,
‘I’ve searched and searched all through the stream,
This is the answer to my dream.’
He picked up the gold and he held it up high,
Then suddenly a mysterious stranger whooshed by,
He grabbed the shiny gold, holding on tight,
Got on his brown horse, and rode out of sight.
‘I’ve got it, I’ve got it’ he yelled with pride,
‘It’s mine forever, look at me’ he cried,
‘I’ve searched and searched all through the stream,
This is the answer to my dream.’
‘I amNick Pound, and you have stolen frommy friend,
To run from us, I do not recommend,
He has looked and looked, given up all of his time,
If you don’t come back you will pay for your crime.’
Nick jumped on his horse, rode quickly away,
He wasn’t afraid of getting into the fray,
The stranger slowed down, his horse was tired,
So he jumped on his feet, he was inspired.
One Fine Sunny
Morning Set By
The Creek
Hannah Wilson
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