Poem: Spinning Top

Spinning Top
By Frank Dempster Sherman

When I spin round without a stop
And keep my balance like the top,
I find that soon the floor will swim
Before my eyes; and then, like him,
I lie all dizzy on the floor
Until I feel like spinning more.

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One Response to “Poem: Spinning Top”

  1. Marinela Says:

    Wow, great poem, very touching.

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