Hopping…
I love hopping.
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Bouncing around on one leg,
seeing the world vibrate.
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Happiness is hopping,
I never get hopping mad.
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My left leg is my hopping go to.
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Sturdier.
More flexible.
Harder working.
Complains less.
Looks good in Lycra.
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The right will come to the party,
only if conditions are right.
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We’re hopping on a trampoline,
or on someone he dislikes.
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My only gripe with hopping,
is it’s confined to one leg.
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Imagine if the two legged hop,
hadn’t been stolen by that scoundrel jump.
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