I paraded my feelings with vigor
like cheerleaders screeching " go team,"
my fireworks of feelings led the way.
Witnessing the show my well-ordered
and disciplined community reeled in horror.
My tirade of emotions rose
like a burst balloon spinning
into endless heights.
After my descent to solid ground
my unearthly emotional activity
became fodder for the telling
of the staid and true residents
of Willow Hills.
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