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The River's A Wanderer, A Nomad, A Tramp

The poem describes a river as a wanderer and nomad that does not stay in one place, twisting and turning through valleys and hills. As it flows, the river collects and buries treasures in its depths, singing and gurgling happily like a baby but also acting like a monster that hungrily gobbles up trees and threatens to swallow people as well.

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The River's A Wanderer, A Nomad, A Tramp

The poem describes a river as a wanderer and nomad that does not stay in one place, twisting and turning through valleys and hills. As it flows, the river collects and buries treasures in its depths, singing and gurgling happily like a baby but also acting like a monster that hungrily gobbles up trees and threatens to swallow people as well.

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The River's a Wanderer, a Nomad, A Tramp

The river’s a wanderer, a nomad, a tramp.


He doesn't choose any one place to set up his camp.

The river’s a winder, through valley and hill.


He twists and he turns, he just cannot be still.

The river’s a hoarder and he buries down deep


Those little treasures that he wants to keep.

The river’s a baby, he gurgles and hums


And sounds like he’s happily sucking his thumbs.

The river’s a singer, as he dances along


The countryside echoes the notes of his song.

The river’s a monster, hungry and vexed


He’s gobbled up trees and he’ll swallow you next.

Poem "The River" by Valerie Bloom 

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