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Created on: November 02, 2010
Oh the places my rain boots have taken me!
From the mud puddles of my childhood to
wadding the flood waters of drainage ditches.
On to the angst of my hormonal teens
and the sleuthing to be had in the forest preserves.
The boots may have changed sizes, patterns, and wear
throught out my many years.
But the fun to be had in the many puddles of life
carried me further into adulthood as I teach children
the art of how to really make the water really fly!
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