If I were a bubble,

I would float and drift

In the air without a care.

If I were a bubble,

I would reflect like glass

Shiny colors that fade real fast.

If I were a dandelion,

I would grow swift and scatter all my seed across the lawn

As my laughter and whit makes others yawn.

If I were a dandelion,

I would build a fortress around me

So nobody or nothing could MOW. ME. DOWN.

If I were a skate

I would roll the world over

I would not come home until I takeover.

If I were a skate,

I would learn all the latest moves

So I could get my groove on.

Alas, I am just a yo-yo.

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