Caught With The Haystack Memory.

Caught With The Haystack Memory. On the sweet haystack there we laid. Hiding our faces from all the grade. Cowboys go past, what a site for them. A day to remember for years to come. Out we came to redeem his victim. Caught together, the best is to come. For You Again Brad. This poemi really tried to rhyme because i had to hand it in for my extensionenglish class. 'The Safest ThingTo Heaven' i have also tried to rhyme as it too is for my extension englishclass. Please take that into mind whencommenting. Thankyou. Shelly.