Sky High Bubble

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I wish I could blow

A bubble so large

I could crawl inside

And would be in charge


Away I would float

Way up in blue sky

And travel to sites

That tickle my eye


See friends riding bikes

Wow! They look so small

And there is park field

Where I play baseball


Oh! Look there's large lake

Where Dad and I fish

With luck on our side

We dine on catfish


Over blue oceans

I watch dolphins jump

Some spin in the air

With fast tail fin pump


In cold high mountains

A snow leopard runs

His black spotted fur

Like rocks under sun


Down in green valley

At tops of tall trees

See monkeys' long bounds

As they quickly flee


I hear the loud ring

Of Mom's dinner bell

Popping my bubble

Awake from dream spell


Then I remember

My Mom made peach pie

I think I will wait

To fly high in sky


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