I was so excited,
I ran to the Triangle Truck before a chance of being uninvited.
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I ran to the Triangle Truck before a chance of being uninvited.
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Guiding my fingers along the stitched line.
I’d never known that a thrown football had to twirl,
And if the ball didn’t go far I was throwing like a girl.
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Back and forth, back and forth, the gap between us started to grow.
My neck and arm started to hurt,
But fewer and fewer catches landed in the dirt.
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I felt great to have an awesome, strong, grown-up friend.
We heard the tinkling of the Ice Cream truck beats,
And agreed it was time to get some cold treats.
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We then go get some patriotic Bomb Pops.
Sitting, enjoying our popicles and the beautiful day.
Uncle Maga watches out for people not acting the right way.
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Head scarves, hoodies, rainbows, and books are all red flags of the offending.
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And the only way to protect ourselves is to heed the 3rd Reich’s righteous sermon.
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