Playground? Nay Ground.

192 WORDS // 32 LINES // FOR "The Writer's Cramp" 

Dear Mayor, here's what I've found
About our local playground.
You'll read my note and then
agree "not suitable for little children".

There's a ditch nearby
And I heard a child cry
Falling into it, giving his wrist
Quite a painful little twist.

What's more, those three rocks
Are really gigantic blocks
On the way to the swings
O, Mayor, please change things!

The see-saw is just a block of wood
Dangerously swaying, that's not good!
You'll agree, you're the boss -
Not nice if a child takes a toss!

There's lots of good stuff in our town
But the playground makes us frown.
My niece, from another city
Looks at my kids with so much pity.

"Our playground's safe and clean"
she says, "Like yours should have been."
Dear Mayor, please do what you must
In you I put my trust.

All of us will volunteer
Money and time, have no fear
But you'll have to do your bit
to make this playground quite fit

For a growing body and mind
to safely and joyfully find
A place to play, to run, to be
A place where the soul is quite free

PROMPT ▼

Write a note to your mayor in which you complain about the playground.
Use in it the following:

not suitable for little children
a ditch nearby
three rocks
a block of wood