Six

I'll come right out and say it. I used to be a cheerleader. And not just as in a "at a distant point in my past" kind of way, but all the way up to his summer. I went to watch my squad compete today and they did brilliantly! I got very jealous:



I used to throw girls in the air,
And wear pretty bows in my hair,
And get battered around,
And knocked to the ground.
I don't anymore. It's not fair!




I'm off to sulk now.

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