Slipping play

by Sheep   Oct 24, 2008


Slipping, sliding,
happy day
oh no, crap
a wall in my way

try to stop
to turn around
but the hardened floor
was what i found

catch my self
what a tricky thing
to bad my elbows
aren't such a spring

i lie their laughing
rolling 'round
while on lookers make
not one sound

compose my self
and limp away
from my funny
slipping play

{ha! i based on me slipping around in fuzzie socks and then falling on my butt. and catching myself with my elbow. it hurt, but was the funnest thing ive done in like forever.}

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