He bounces
He trounces
He's mostly upside down.
He flips andslips and slides and dives
And never has a frown.
Oh pouncyflouncy, spinning top.
Has energy like no other
Just stop to letme hug you
'Cause I love you, little brother.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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