The Waterfall

Roaring waters, gushing down,

Churning, thrashing, the water pounds.

A pulsing, bubbling white glow

With gushing bright bubbles that quickly flow.

 

I couldn’t remember it being any hotter

So with a great big SPLASH! I jumped into the foamy

white water,

Which seemed like quite a solution,

But there was just too much pollution!

 

So shaking my head at the magnificent site

And doing my best to be polite

I left in a sorry plight

For what I though to be pure delight

 

‘Twas just a sorry sight.