Buddy
are you my buddy?Please be my buddy
Join my buddy club
we have pizza and pop
and we talk till we drop
we drop and slumber for the party
the party we talk
when talk we party
when we party we eat and have pop
longer and longer
finally we sleep
and dream of buddy land.
buddy land is so cool
we have even more fun
when we
go to the park in the dream
and play basketball
and soccor
and tennis
and baseball
and alot more
after that we
went to the swimming hole
everyone jumped off the diving board
except my friend who screamed
"Why do I have to jump. It is so high up!!!"
Then we chanted "jump"
then finally she jumped
she did a few flips here and there
and finally she landed in the water
She gasped for air when she came up
she yelled "lets do it again!!!!!"
so everyone went to the top of the diving board and jumped off one by one
then....... we awoke from the buddy slumber
and then we went to the park
the real park not the fake one
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