The Rapid Streams
Author: Don Fraser


The rapid streams,
Will always stay,
In my dreams.

I road that boat through hell,
I thought my heart,
Would turn to jell.

A better thrill I have never had,
I really thought
To ride that boat, was far from bad.

I didnít fall out.
But I,
Did shout.

There were rocks that we missed,
We came so close,
By death we were nearly kissed.

Oh how I would like to ride that boat again,
I will,
But I donít know when.


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