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Spring

There`s a spring in my chair It bounced itself out of there. Darn this spring must be alive It broke my antique vase with just one dive. Bouncing free around the room I gotta catch it and catch it soon! Bouncing low bouncing high Boy that spring could fly! It just barely miss the cat hitting my shins with one hard wack! Now my room is a mess I`m a little upset I must confess. I grabbed the broom I hit that spring sending it flying around in a ring. It finally went out my door returning to my house no more.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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