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 Blue spaghetti hanging down the sky Like blip blap blip blap Down the sky I would jump Very high and eat the spaghetti While I am climbing it Like slurp slurp slurp And the sky would be my water It will flow down like bubbles Which I would swallow And the clouds would be my home Where I would sleep cozy I am going to float and close my eyes And I would have the air in my face                                   Lilly, b. 2006

Blue spaghetti hanging down the sky
Like blip blap blip blap
Down the sky I would jump
Very high and eat the spaghetti
While I am climbing it
Like slurp slurp slurp
And the sky would be my water
It will flow down like bubbles
Which I would swallow
And the clouds would be my home
Where I would sleep cozy
I am going to float and close my eyes
And I would have the air in my face

 


                             Lilly, b. 2006

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