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Laughing


You'll be walking and the next 

thing you know your falling down. 

What's left ot do is just laugh.

 

Showering and singing. 

As a bubble of soap reaches your eye.

Screaming bloody murder,

and close to slipping.

Once calmed down enough 

you post it on social media

and laugh about it. 

 

Eating a Mozzarella bread stick.

Not caring about the chewing.

As it gets stuck down your throat,

You start chocking and breathing hard.

Your face red and everyone else

laughing around you. 

Eventually you join in.

 

There are many times when you wonder

why you do things and why you end up

feeling like a fool.

At the end the most common reaction

is laughter. 

 

 

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YulizaG

Hello, Just starting back up. Glad to be here :)

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YulizaG
<p>I just posted this because is usually what people do.</p><p>whe they happen to me, I just laugh about it.&nbsp;</p>

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