The Slide

He climbed up the ladder, one, two, three The ground fell lower, three, two, one The sky came closer, one, two, three.

Up went the kid, four, five, six Down went the ground, six, five, four Up was the Future, bright and bold Down was the Past, dull and dead.

The kid sat at the top And the slide took him down In one smooth rush, On a roly, jolly ride. The wind hit his face, The ground zoomed up -

And thud! He was back where all it began.