Timmy laughs at Stacy.
Stacy runs down the street.
She runs straight through the neighbors garden.
Roses sniffing at her feet.
Smiling, Timmy and Stacy fall to the floor.
Out of Timmy's hand, flew a bright yellow ball.
The sky's as blue as Timmy's round eyes.
From a distance, the earth feels small.
There's a loud, crackling noise that surrounds them.
Slowly, Timmy and Stacy rise from the ground.
The leaves dripping of heavens tears.
Stacy wonders, what's that sound.
The fun is over.
Neighborhood children start to run away.
Stacy's parents call her inside.
For three long hours, little Timmy couldn't go out and play.
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