Poetry

RUBBER ELASTIC

Fly like a slingshot.
Boing.
You carry it around yes way.
You carry it in your hair.
On a hot summer day.
A ball of sweat rolls down your neck.
You know it is time for rubber elastic.
After all everyone loves it.

Analise Braddock
Analise Braddock, 9
Katonah, New York

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