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Thu, 24.09.2009

CHILD’S PLAY by Christi Love

Man… I can remember when I was a kid. Laughing, playing hop-scotch, Double Dutch, eeny, meeny, miney, mo, tic, tac, toe. Singing Miss Mary Mack…playing jacks.

Boy I use to have endless fun in the hot sun. While daddy cut the grass…
Mama sipped lemonade under the oak tree’s shade. Pick-up sticks, London bridge is falling down, falling down. We use to act like clowns the way we ran around. Splashing in the cool water from the fire hydrant.

We sho’ had some wet fun in the hot sun. Simon says, duck, duck, goose, red light green light til’ they turned out the streetlights.

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