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Funny Poem

By Justin

The first time I rode my bike

I was scarred,

So frightened I wanted to jump off.

But my mother would of went off!

So, I stayed on

Holding my mom.

Then she let go! "Oh, No!"

That did no good

So I thought of myself as a bird

Till I opened my eyes

And saw lots of flies.

Then a tree was bad luck for me

And I fell down on the ground

And ran to my mom

With a frown.