Blowing bubbles are fun.
But not when you eat them and your belly ace’s.
Smileing in the sun is fun.
But not when your jaw cramps to a knot.
Dancing around with out care is fun.
But not when you fall and get hurt.
Singing a mouth of melody is fun.
But not when you lose your voice.
Sitting hear with nothing to do but still hear next to you is always fun, more fun than bubbles, more than a smile, or dancing, or singing.
But its more fun only beacuse its you, and there is no sad side to it.
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