Seesaw Battle

falling falling falling
landing in the water in the middle
however i do not want to drown
stalling stalling stalling
bubbles release my pain just a little
however i wear no frown
brawling brawling brawling
a certain part of my throat has a small tickle
however i do not feel all down
calling calling calling
i am nowhere near being civil
with you i want to go to town
walking walking walking 
here we go again loving in many a riddle
yet and still we stay around
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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