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I hit the ground while running
The curb seemed to magically appear
I stumbled bumbled for a few feet
And landed not so gently on my rear
I hit the ground while cycling
A face plant sure to please
Lots of dust between my teeth
And road rash upon my knees
I hit the ground while walking
An ego shattering blow
How could I be so klutzy
I think I broke my toe
If I hit the ground while sitting
I think I'm gonna yell
The only place I might be safe
Is in a padded cell

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