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Grounds for play
At my local playground
There are mood swings among other things
Algae on the sliding pond
Something way beyond my Ken
But not beyond Barbie
It's because I never got her off
Of the teeter totter where I forgot her
Or as it's known to those of us
Who threw up, I mean grew up
In a time before the seesaw
What was there to see we saw
Barbie could get a little saucy
She always wanted more, see
Left right before the hereafter
Please stifle your laughter until
After the feature presentation
Thank you.
