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A Living Room Adventure
I was dancing one day
twirling
swinging.
I tripped while practicing my pirouette.
I hit the lamp,
knocked over the lampshade
It was very expensive
it was.
Mom was upset
because I broke it
and could care less about my bruise.
I tried to be convincing
whining and wincing
and saying that I needed to go see doctor.
It didn’t work on my mom
nor my dad
nor my dog
and not even my baby brother.
In the end I dealt with the pain of the
terrible
awful
bruise
that disappeared as my mother said
the day my basketball team would choose
to lose (all because of my bruise).
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