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Ode to Flip-Flops


A flip-flop is a warm summer day They are a blue sky with birds singing all around me I wonder if they like being loose and comfy? Like a bed to a sleepy child I suppose they do They always make me feel pretty and satisfied As many feel they do They never make me angry or upset As few proclaim Some people hate flip-flops Which is quite a tragedy They flip and flop all across the room Making me feel like summer is just around the corner As if, by wearing these pretty flip flops summer is there with me at all times. Flip-flops, you are what keep me going until summer time.
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