A WALK

January 3, 2008
By scotttie garr, Columbus, MT

A WALK

One day I was walking down the street.
When I tripped over my feet,
And fell in a heap.

I started walking again and fell off a ledge.
Down down down I went.
When I hit the ground I rolled into a hedge.

I was headed to my car,
But when I started to walk.
I was shot by a star.


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