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WOW Lesson Six
December 6, 2008 J. Cull Happy Little Feet Happy little feet. Touching the Ground and skipping along with glee. Crowds complain as they walk in rain. They go insane, when toes have pain. But I like shoeless and carefree. Animals have feet that are odd. Some have hoofs and others are pawed. I am awed. Happy little feet. We dance to the music’s strong beat. Good care’s a must for an athlete. I’m careful with what I do wear. My broken toe gave me a scare. Now I’m fine. Happy little feet. My effort at a funny little Rondeau for a poem writing class.
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