The Magical Bridge
Once opan a time me and my friend were thinking about the legend about the old footbridge
We came acroos a river so we had to take the bridge
Because of course the water will be as cold as a fridge
Once we stepped on the foot bridge it seemed normal
But we felt a chill which made it fell paranormal
We kept on walking along the wood
And A bird swopped down and almost knocked us down from where we stood
The bird landed right behind us
And keeped motioning us to climb on
When we climbed on,the bird fly high in the sky
It was fun we couldnt denyi
The bird brought us back at the front of the bridge
We said good bye and walked on it again
But this time it rained candy
We took some and went back to the start to stop it because it would be handy
We got on and off a coulpe more times
If you really want to be exact id say about nine
The old foot bridge really earned its name
When we stepped on and off it would do something cool but sometimes candy would rain
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