Bouncing Bubbles
A blue bright beautiful bubble went on my back. It blobbed on me. It was a big, big, big bubble. It was bigger than my head. It will never happen again then there were 1000 of them ahhhh! I shall go inside, mum and dad come here quickly, what is wrong? they ask. Lots of bubbles outside I can't see any but there are those cheeky cheeky big bubbles.
I love your poem Victorhea. I like the part when you said big big big bubble. From Aria.
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