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Fold, flip, fold, fold, flip
Pulled back and then let go.
Aimed for his head, yes that’s what I said
Soar, woosh, swoop low.

Toward the target, a little bit further
Hit him right in the neck.
He turned around stares – caught him unawares
He stood up and yelled, “What the heck?!?!”

I must call this a success
I relaxed and sat down on the bleacher.
But just as I thought, “I’ll never get caught,”
He walked over and told the teacher.





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