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Maine Event

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A man was getting married
to his fiancée in Maine.
He stepped upon her wedding dress
and there he caught the train.

He rode the train to Kansas
with its amber fields of grain,
so when he disembarked
he found he’d landed in a plain.

He flew the plane to Norway,
and was greeted by the Norse,
But Norway’s rather chilly
so he got a little hoarse.

He claimed that he could ride the horse,
but as the man was tryin’,
they saw that he had told a fib,
which means they caught him lyin’.

He saddled up the lion
but because it had no rein,
he held onto the lion’s fur
so now he’s back in Maine.

 --Kenn Nesbitt

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Reading Level: Grade 5

 


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