Photo by Kathryn
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Sneaky, stealthy
Sliding down the
Slithery back
Snaking around
Never look back.
Side step your way
Squeeze around back
Step up to do it
Once again on your back.
~ CDB
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Slide
Slithering down the slide today
Made me as happy as anyone, any other day
As she made her way down
She let go of her safety net, my hands
I run as fast as I can to beat her down the slide
and there she is coming toward the bottom
Her face has mixed emotions scared and happy
But it is her hair that causes me to snicker
Her hair with the electricity from the slide
Her hair has a life of it's own
All standing up
Nothing can beat sliding down a slide
Sneaky, stealthy
Sliding down the
Slithery back
Snaking around
Never look back.
Side step your way
Squeeze around back
Step up to do it
Once again on your back.
S is for Sarah
and snarky
and sly.
And simply the sweetest gal set to survive.
She's secure and scared,
selective and submissive.
She'll share then she'll seize
and she can sob when satisfied or snicker in sorrow.
But the one thing she won't do is sacrifice her soul.
There was a time when I was deeply in love. I was in fourth grade, and her name was Connie. And one of the ways we surreptiously displayed our affection for one another was by swinging in tandem on the swingset. Our classmates knew what this meant, of course, and poked fun at us: "Shawn and Connie are married! Shawn and Connie are married!"
But we didn't care about the razzers, because, as young as we were, we wanted it to be true.
It was a very chilled morning on the playground. I remember forcing out our breathe just to see it almost forming into icycles in front of our face.
So many times, we were told not to put our tongues on the metal all around us. I suppose some of us are just more curious than others, huh?
Well, she was. It was scary, really; to see someone you know completely stuck to the metal of that tall slide. How did she get into that position in the first place? Why didn't she just listen to the advice, the warnings, the...oh! Oh, no! She just pulled her tongue away and it's a bloody mess. Here comes the nurse.
Yup, true story. Nope, not me. Thank God, I was one of the ones that chose to listen to the warnings :o)
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