As I opened the book
The pages flew out
For there I looked
And gave out a shout

The pages flew out
And grabbed my hand
I cried out loud
And sank to the ground

My mother came in
She pulled me back
Then looked at the book
And ran without slack

My dad came in
He gave a big smirk
Said, “This is a joke”
And went back to his work.

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