The joy of youth.............
even flow?
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Down at the hole
There's a rope
It hangs from a branch
Nobody remembers who put it up
It has been so long
That nobody really cares
The trick is finding a stick
Long enough to reach the rope
To secure it in your hand
Then scale the slight incline
From here, there is a better view
Of the hole
Nobody knows how deep it is
Rumour has it
Nobody has touched bottom
A beautiful summer day
Has brought our little clique
To our oasis from the summer desert
He who secures rope, goes first
A bit of grip enhancer spat into my palms
I am off
The trees blur by
A scream usually reserved for a roller-coaster
The rope is no longer in my grasp
Below me is the hole
With time on my side
I elect to cannonball my entry
I will touch the bottom
One day
There's a rope
It hangs from a branch
Nobody remembers who put it up
It has been so long
That nobody really cares
The trick is finding a stick
Long enough to reach the rope
To secure it in your hand
Then scale the slight incline
From here, there is a better view
Of the hole
Nobody knows how deep it is
Rumour has it
Nobody has touched bottom
A beautiful summer day
Has brought our little clique
To our oasis from the summer desert
He who secures rope, goes first
A bit of grip enhancer spat into my palms
I am off
The trees blur by
A scream usually reserved for a roller-coaster
The rope is no longer in my grasp
Below me is the hole
With time on my side
I elect to cannonball my entry
I will touch the bottom
One day
You've changed your place in this world!
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