First draft
“Guess what?”
“Chicken butt.”
He fell over into the rut.
“How high?”
“A baby’s cry?”
He gave me the quizzical eye.
“Knock. Knock.”
“You’re a smelly old sock.”
He looked at me like my head’s down the block.
“Bye bye.”
“Here’s mud in your eye.”
He shook his head and tried to fly.
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