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Take Off

April 22, 2016
By DylanWilson BRONZE, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
DylanWilson BRONZE, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
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Take off to the moon,
Bring seeds to grow plants.
Feeling sand beneath my feet
And getting my soup with a ladle.
While I swing past a missile.

Jumping on the moon,
Having fun in a boon.
No air, no oxygen
I’m invincible.

Soup ladles may carry on
But when I swing past a missile
I would have struck a plant of mine.



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