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Summer Fun
Summer Fun
One hundred feet of yellow plastic,
that's how long it seemed to me.
Stretching from the picnic table,
on past that grand pear tree.
Water flowing from a garden hose,
kept the surface slick and wet.
And there I was, first one in line.
Was I ready? You bet!
One, two, three. Get ready, set and go.
Run towards it with all my might.
A belly flop and off I go,
down that Slip-N-Slide, out of sight.
Grass stained knees and sunburned face,
all worn out from all the fun.
Now it's time to say goodnight,
Can't wait 'til tomorrow comes.
9/2/12
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