The Chase

by Johnathan   Jun 12, 2008


There is no base,
only the taste.

No time to waste,
your in the chase.

Winding and turning thru places unknown,
if you were to stop the chase would be blown.

Almost to the end,
you can see the word fin.

You brace for the lace you'll soon embrace,
when suddenly you stop and realize its not a race its just The Chase.

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  • 17 years ago

    by xX the left behind Xx

    Hha..interesting poem..
    pretty good..
    keep up the good work, dude. :)

  • 17 years ago

    by SoUrNameIsTia

    Haha, thats really cool. its good how u didnt give away that u were running 4 something. nice job 5/5 =]

    ~tia

  • 17 years ago

    by Savannah Kate

    Great poem!

  • 17 years ago

    by Rachelle

    Well done poem. i liked it.

  • 17 years ago

    by Alexandraa

    Really nice poem . Well done.

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