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The Weekend

I stood in front with a long red dress I wasn’t sure what to do I hadn’t planned on this, and took off my left shoe I wanted to jump on the tramp, but oh the mess Every person took their turn Lots even got a burn Some fell and got bumps Others made large jumps I waited for my chance Standing behind my hunky boy He sized me up and jumped on the toy Moving like a dance I separated my two feet And tied my skirt in a knot The skirt became pants and I moved to the spot I smiled and bounced on my seat

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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