June Reber - Poem by Ruth Street
Dear June, I was so sad to hear
You had fallen in a pool.
Not only did you hurt yourself
but I bet you felt a fool.
So heal up all those ligaments
keep walking up those paths.
Next time, please try not taking
Sent to June who fell into a pool in Florida whilst taking a snap, hurting herself and June cannot swim.
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