Bruise

"Ring Ring Ring"

The bells sing

I strut out the door

And climb the steps to 

The next floor

"Whoops!" I slip

And desperately try to grip

The railing 

But I'm failing

And then I fall

I glance up at the hall

And hope that no one sees 

The stinging giant bees

That are blue on my leg.

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