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Child's Play I sit on the kitchen floor, Legs sprawled up and out, Driving a small car Upon the floor with two hands. The tile is a monstrous highway; It's territory stretching over the entire expanse of the earth. This car goes "vroom-vroom" And drives under giant legs Like bridges wrapped in denim That flinch when touched. This car can drive from a cliff And float Gently down In slow motion. |