beautiful windmill was struck <br />by an almighty thunder flash <br />women and children did chuck <br />water upon it and did splash <br /> <br />now that windmill in timbers <br />was very burnt near cinders <br />'hope everyone remembers <br />not to get splinters' <br /> <br />with that final last word <br />was windmills last grind <br />however that went unheard <br />crashing down so resigned <br /> <br />people sat down and cried <br />old windmill on hill divine <br />nobody believed it'd died <br />now that hill has a shrine <br /> <br />upon one side it read <br />dear beloved windmill <br />thank you for our bread <br />i liked it Mr Windy<br /><br />lee fones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/windmill-6/
