The taller kids told her, fevered, in math, Like they'd been telling everyone all day, That if you swing all the way 'round a swing It turns you inside out, the legends say. She grew more and more excited As every slow second passed She could hardly count the moments Until recess would come at last She ran right out to the swing set Didn't stop- she was almost there; she cried, She screamed, with joy and fruition, "Now my beauty will be on the outside!"