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My Bug


“My Bug” I have this little bug, It just won’t fly away! It’s somewhere in my tummy And it won’t obey. My muscles feel so tight, I now feel a little queasy. This is called for a fight And it will not be easy. The clock keeps ticking Tick- Tock- Tick Repeating in this sequence, I think I’m going to be sick… The hero is here The hero can help! “I have superpowers” She cried with a great big yelp! But the bug is too strong, It’s coming up quick… What Do I Do?! I think I’m going…. OH NO…….
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