Imagination's Door

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Friday, November 20, 2009

The Meteor Shower


"Come outside for a shower!" Dad said.

So out I ran, shower cap on my head.

With my rubber ducky and in the bare,

at first I didn't notice the neighbor's stare.


With a bar of soap, I had zipped out the door.

That's when I heard my neighbors roar.

"Just what kind of shower do you think this is?"

demanded the crowd led by my sister Liz.


And boy, I can tell you, my face was red!

"Come outside for a shower," he'd said!

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