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Disaster Waiting To Happen

Oh  my here I go again Thinking I am 9 not 29 I have spied a trampoline Longing to try, will bide my time. It is in a neighbours garden I will wait til night is here Will sneak in and have a try It looks fun nothing to fear BUT I forgot that disaster Is my middle name it seems Cos just as I was getting the hang I missed the edge and my dreams Cos here i am with legs entangled In the rope around the side Cant get up or off it seems that Dangling like this I cannot hide Luckily the dog had followed me I sent her off to get my Tad He came running over  Saw me dangling and laughed out loud Seren when will you grow up Stop having the wants to have a go Cut the lecture Tad I answered The bathroom is needed, right now. So he helped me to untangle Legs and feet which were entwined Looking backwards at the trampoline I think I will change my mind.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 10/26/2012 10:32:00 AM
This was fun, the secret to life is to hold on to the 9 year old you. You will continue to enjoy many other adventures. Good Job
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Date: 10/25/2012 2:39:00 PM
lol very nice poem but what if you tad was not there ,and the bathroom are need lol
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