ode to bubbles

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pop,pop,pop hopw i love the way they make me LAUGH
bubbles,pop,bubbles,pop i love how the fell and smell and how sometimes pops in your face and spills all over your hands and knocks OVER.
bubble,bubble,pop,pop i love the way my little sister eats you and loves how she licks her fingers when she pops THEM.





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