Lollipop
Red green yellow and orange
Sitting on the bench with grape.
To no surprise. I have strawberry
The slide was curved to the right
Making a splash the sprinkles drop.
The lollipop hops,
And the slippery slope skittles.
Late to its place Now last,
I take the first and make the pounds.
Green, I say. The smiles become laughter.
The swings were swinging and the the wind was blowing, I could
Feel the dust particles rub against my face.
On the sand a drop.
Where did the lollipop go? Is it hidden, gasp!
Make the sand into a cylinder, and it will become a pop.
I will bring the lolli and the flavor of lemon. Taste.
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