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TIME TRAVELER�S ADVENTURES #3

Contributed by robert_edgar_burns on Thursday, 26th January 2012 @ 10:39:02 AM in AEST
Topic: fantasy

Last night I couldnt go to sleep so I thought Id take a trip.
Id had way too much cola, and broccoli with onion dip.
It had been quite a while since I had travelled in my special chair.
Now Ive got to just get going, on account of getting there!

I turned the key to start it up but suddenly closed my eyes.
I knew not where Id end up, its more fun to be surprised!
When the clanking and the shaking stopped I had to look around.
I exited my time machine and planted my feet on firm ground.

I picked up a number of smooth stones, and in my pocket they did go.
I dont usually collect them, but they had a brilliant glow.
Across a field I saw someone who was running straight toward me.
As that man got even closer, I saw a giant if you can believe!

Right then a voice from my behind did grab my own attention.
I saw a lad come up to me with an ancient but then new invention.
Who comes to fight me here today, bellowed the giants voice out loud?
Tis I the servant of the Lord, said the young lad from a crowd!

My name is Dave I have no stones, and I thought Id left them here!
Then straight out from my pockets, in his hands I placed them there.
Five stones so smooth and perfect weight, they were more like jewels to me.
Dave thanked me as he took them and advised that I should leave!

However as I recognized what was taking place this day.
I was transfixed and couldnt move, I knew I had to stay!
With one stone in the slingshot, Daves hand spun all around.
Then just as fast as lightning Goliath lay on the ground.

The ground appeared to rumble, as that giant hit the turf.
As David stood beside him, I was reminded of a smurf.
He raised his sword to take the head of the enemies champion,
To prove to all the others, just how the Master gets things done!

Little David has been my hero, for as long as I have lived.
Ill tell this story everywhere, its the least thing I can give.
When I get home I think its time my time machines retired.
Unless of course some readers say, theres more that they desire!

Copyright © robert_edgar_burns ... [ 2012-01-26 10:39:02]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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