Regatta Day
My calves were sore,
then they're not,
because my arms
they went to pot.
Now my feet are
sore on top
I can not run
I sure can't hop.
There is a happy
noise I hear,
it is quite loud
it must be near.
I never thought
I'd meet the day
when accordions
call me out to play!
So put on socks
loosen my shoes
head out the door,
later I'll snooze!
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