I once hid in a closet to scare my sister
She screamed so loud it sounded like a whisper
It was fun to be mean
She jumped like a bean
And hit her head so hard it became a blister
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I once hid in a closet to scare my sister
She screamed so loud it sounded like a whisper
It was fun to be mean
She jumped like a bean
And hit her head so hard it became a blister
Your poem brought back memories. I once did that to my brother under the table. In his case, he needed 7 stitches!