Sunday, March 24, 2013

Hopping Pains

I have developed a newfound respect
for those who must wear costumes all day long.
I thought it looked hard, but did not expect
that these brave characters must be so strong.

Saturday morning I put on a suit,
so I'd look like a big fluffy bunny.
All of the children thought that I was cute,
and they thought that my dance moves were funny.

Underneath I wore shorts and a tank top
with the hopes that I would not overheat.
Up and down and around the room I hopped
and soon I was soaked with sweat to my feet.

Still this morning, I ached from the hopping,
but I'd do it again without stopping.

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