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hopscotch

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Painted on the tiles (I see the squares)

Each with a number (stop counting backwards)

There is a drain close by (let the water run free)

The rock is in my hand (throw it into a square)

With a swivel I take off (keep my balance if I can)

Find momentum (and then stop to pick it up)

Retrace the steps I took (have got to keep moving)

Let the game come to an end (and give rest, at last)

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