WIndmill...

Windmill, windmill
spinning fair

Windmill, windmill
our cupboards bare

Windmill, windmill
please do share

Windmill, windmill
don’t you care

Windmill, windmill
our stomachs filled, an event so rare

Windmill, windmill
our bodies do wear

Windmill, windmill
the people, they stare

Windmill…

Well... I was looking at the poem contest thing and realized after I had finished making the poem it was over... I still wrote it.. so why not share it with the world...

very cool poem i like the the way you used the wind meal descirbing how it kept
food on the table ,in some parts of the world this method is still used i think.
i think your poem was cool with how you made use of as a way of living,atleast
that what i got from this

It's a cute poem FlawEdMind...repeating is such a creative style of yours. ^_^

mmm
this poem is really alike to the song of gurillas
just made some changes and boom
its still good though.