All
Bandaged Up
I'm
a big kid now
I
can ride a purple tike
Next
a two-wheeled bike
I
rode down the path
I
rode through a forest of dancing trees
I
was overjoyed
As
I turned around
To
wave at my dear mother
I
fell off my bike
As
I start to cry
As
I looked down at my knee
It
is all bloody
With
rocks in my cut
My
daddy carried me home
We
cleaned up the cut
-MT
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