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pom pom pull away
pom pom pull away was rough:
really you had to be tough:
when i was in second grade:
the big team i made:
really anyone could play:
but a price you had to pay:
you would get slammed to the ground:
kids were nasty and mean you found:
the object of the game was to get from side to side of the platground to the other alive and still standing:
then you would be king:
maybe 30 kids would all start the game:
then someone picked a name:
then one person was it and they said pom pom pull away and tried to tackle one:
the last person standing won:
i would fight like a lion trying to survive:
i weas always one of the kids at the end still alive:
i was only second grade but i played tough with the kids in 5th and 6th:
they knew i could handle it and i took the licks;
i think i ran so fast cause i was so scared:
there has never been anything since that so rough compared:
pom pom pull away we played it on the hard packed snow:
it still hurt when you were tackled though:
when a boy got cut and bruised he knew he was rough:
then he bragged to others showing his wounds that he was tough:
20 feb 2000:
john d. jungers
really you had to be tough:
when i was in second grade:
the big team i made:
really anyone could play:
but a price you had to pay:
you would get slammed to the ground:
kids were nasty and mean you found:
the object of the game was to get from side to side of the platground to the other alive and still standing:
then you would be king:
maybe 30 kids would all start the game:
then someone picked a name:
then one person was it and they said pom pom pull away and tried to tackle one:
the last person standing won:
i would fight like a lion trying to survive:
i weas always one of the kids at the end still alive:
i was only second grade but i played tough with the kids in 5th and 6th:
they knew i could handle it and i took the licks;
i think i ran so fast cause i was so scared:
there has never been anything since that so rough compared:
pom pom pull away we played it on the hard packed snow:
it still hurt when you were tackled though:
when a boy got cut and bruised he knew he was rough:
then he bragged to others showing his wounds that he was tough:
20 feb 2000:
john d. jungers
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