Poetry

EEEAAA!

Jumping stretches my aching body!

Here now I have some.

I can’t dance but I’d love to try.

The trees call me to climb them,

who am I to deny?

Eeeaaa do I love a good run

from sun rise to sun done.

Crackle like a fire when it’s time

and sing like a choir for a dime.

People love a good act

so strap your shoes for a tap,

see the light and hear the roar,

another day has given more!

Eeeaaa!

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