The Old Razzle-Dazzle Poem by bea kiddo

The Old Razzle-Dazzle



You came on so bright and shiny,
a bunch of cartwheels and high kicks.
As time went on
you became like a box of cracker jacks
without the prize.
I felt
gypped.

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