Spaghetti sauce splattered on

my white shorts.

Ink exploded on

my blue satin prom dress.

An Eiffel Tower shaped stain

adorns my favorite chiffon top.

 

I’ve spilled soda on the carpet

and ice cream in the car.

I spill, drop, and trip.

I fall, stub, and slip.

But I’ve never broken a bone.

Poetry

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