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  • Writer's pictureShane

All Mixed Up

While I was on a field trip

At the candy factory,

I fell into the mixer

And the mixer mixed up me!


My mouth is on my elbow now.

My eyes are on my cheeks.

It’ll take some getting used to, yes

I’ll need some new techniques.


My left arm now comes out my head.

My foot comes out my ear.

And where my nose is really stinks!

That’s right… it’s on my rear!


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