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The Wooden Slip 'n Slide

The tread on yer shoes aint there. The tread on yer shoes aint there nowhere. Worn out beyond compare, the whole pair, so you slipped off yer butt and fell down the stairs! Ya hollered and yelled the moment ya fell, but no one came to help! A loud KABOOM, but no one in their rooms could even hear ya yelp! It rained that night ya stepped outside to a nasty tumbling blunder! Cuddled up, cozied up in our beds cause we all just thought it was thunder. Stomp Stomp Stomp like an old wet mop, you was mad as a hornet's nest! Had to sit through what happened to you, and you made sure of it! Said you was out there just a cryin for help, while everyone just stayed put. You reminded us again of what happened to you, then bent over and showed yer butt. Not sayin that this matter is a funny disaster. But seein that yer fine, don't mind the laughter! Better go get new shoes today, or this might happen again. Land on yer butt like that, I say, and you might just break yer chin!
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Apr 11, 2021
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