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A Spinning Top

Twirling whirling
Fingers flee,
I spin amidst
Their childish glee.

Twirling whirling
Round and round,
I whizz high
Above the ground.

Twirling whirling
Dance with grace,
But what is this?
I swirl to race.

Twirling whirling
Never stop,
But to a wobbly
End I flop.

Twirling whirling
Never fear,
I've spins galore.

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