Puff the Tragic Wagon

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“Let’s take it for a whirl,” he said, 
|that rusty old ute behind the shed.    
Its tyres were flat, its paint was all flaked –    
but still, it roared when gently waked. 
We named it Puff, with dragon flair,     
and drove it laughing everywhere.  

(c) Dennis Ryle November 2025

dVerse challenge – compose a quadrille – a poem of precisely 44 words – and use the word “whirl”.

Published by wonderingpilgrim

Not really retired but reshaped and reshaping. Now a pilgrim at large ready to engage with what each day brings.

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