We’re going on vacation to my Grandma’s place.
My mom told me I must pack my own suitcase.
I started with necessities, like a chocolate bar
And moved on to my full-sized electric-blue guitar.
I squeezed my teddy bear between my bat and ball.
I didn’t pack my goldfish – I can buy one at her mall.
I packed my toy computer and my bathtub yacht,
But I have a feeling there is something I forgot.
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