Thursday, September 10, 2020
The tramp
The wind swirls in my back yard.
The sun heats up the tramp.
The hose squirts cold water at me and my brothers.
Jumping on the wet tramp I go higher.
The wind blows me over the water.
I jump and then the hose hits me in the face.
The hose squirts cold water like swimming in the Lake.
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