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 Popped bubblewrap

The over used and dirty reused bubble wrap
The kids driving the adults insane
We decided to wrap the gifts
Ready to be shipped
I come back after extreme silence
Suddenly broke
Only to find the hopefulls
Wrapped up in Bubble wrap
Rolling
In popping
Theraputically
Happily
Pop
Pop
Popping
Like the bags of popcorn up in the microwave bag
I couldn't help, but joined in
Although it felt wrong
Anyways
We still used it
The gifts were absolutely Fine
Thanks to God who protected them anyway
At least the kids and the adults had some fun afterall
Not as many hours as the kids
They could go on forever
With no responsibilities and just pure fun
OH THE DAYS OF CHILDHOOD
Where art thou


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