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Eight (Free verse) by amateurR
He took me there
There.
Where-
Good quality cardboard
Hides
Bad stuff.
A blow pop?
Some candy, maybe?
Oh, I know you like it.
Orange is your favorite.
Come on now
Seven-year olds-
Can do better than that
You're eight.
Big is bad
Small is good
Big in small-
Is even better.
He took me there.
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