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Balloons Have Its Ways
If ever you had balloons,
The random frantic emotions
Would have been seized to the confined zone
Or probably fly away as a laughter drone
Because a balloon knows
How to balance the pressure in the atmosphere
The rubbery skin often slides in the air
Never thinks twice and even care
What is going to happen in its next flare!
If only we had balloons
We would know
How to deal with the momentary scare!
The seventeenth poem on the eighteenth day in the series of NaPoWriMo 2018 challenge.
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