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Water Ride in Amusement Park

Dad you promised we wouldn’t slide down from that highest hill

Daddy, you said that water ride is not that scary

You told me you’d buy me a sweet popcorn and hot dog.

And now I’m in fake plastic boat, which looks like a log.

And we are coming nearer and nearer to that hill

One quick moment on highest point and then

 Little by little                                                  Down

 Upper                                                                        Down

Upper                                                                                    Down

Water drops in face

 Dad, you are a liar!


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