The bridge is very wobbly,

Everybody claims it's safe to cross.

I try not to look down,

The wood is decades old and is covered in moss.

The rope keeps me balanced,

It helps me from falling to my doom.

I just wish I wasn't on this stupid safari,

Instead, just sleeping in my room.

If walk a couple more steps,

The bridge will break and I'll fall.

My family is supporting me,

But, my confidence and I are seperated by a brick wall.

I take a deep breath,

I imagine I'm light as chalk.

I make up my mind,

And start to carefully walk.

As I go step by step,

I open my eyes.

I start to laugh happily,

I've almost reached the prize.

When I go from wood to grass,

I fall to my knees.

I cheer at the sky,

I feel very, very pleased.

"I always make poor decisions" I said to myself,

"So I've decided to stop making decisions".

"Good decision", I thought to myself.

It was not.

In a Factory, In a Box, On a foot

My goal in life is to make human feet comfy,

I'm put on shelf with a lot of my kind,

I have a purpose and I have emotions, I hope...

I think people use me to dance, work, throw

and make their feet happy and healty.

“Look over there” said Geoffrey,

“Over where?” said Fredrick,

“Over there by the french doors."

“Oh!, I do belive that’s Dan Hookshier”

“Didn’t we say that we would attack him earlier”

“Of course we did."

“But, is was my idea”

“No! I do belive it was mine”

“Ha!, but I would know if it was your idea”

“Would you, now?”

“Yes, because I said it first”

“Oh, did you now?”

“Yes, I did."

“I think you’re lying”

“I most certainly take offense to that comment”

“I take offense to you taking offense to that comment”

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