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If Only I Could Speak
Move over you wooden thing we are all squished in a basket I hate being squished I a basket. Oh no the boy with the cap hey who turned off the light. Just felt a touch. Ahhh a bright light ahh this is better than being in a basket but still the bright light is annoying. Iiiiiich I am choking. I just felt a burst of sweat. oh no I wish I was in the basket. My ears hurt from all the loud sounds around me. Why are the people shouting so loudly. It is like the thumbing of bombs at war. I felt a hard round object touch me It feels like getting hit by rocks. Ahhh I was soaring up in the sky I could see the hole stadium. Suddenly my wooden body gets rubbed against the filthy soil. I am held by an angry player from my two sides I am about to break. Oh how I wish I wasn’t uses for baseball
Article posted November 12, 2009 at 12:40 PM •
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