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In that stomach-dropping instant that opens our eyes
with our pants ‘round our ankles, we are caught unaware;
in that kick-ourselves moment when we realize
that the slow-plodding tortoise has beaten the hare.
With our pants ‘round our ankles, we are caught unaware
and the heat slowly creeps from our toes to our head,
for the slow-plodding tortoise has beaten the hare
and a blush turns our face a bright, bright beet red.
The heat slowly creeps from our toes to our head
from an error in judgment, or a deed left undone,
and a blush turns our face a bright, bright beet red
because we’ve been caught snoozing in the warm summer sun.
An error in judgment, or a deed left undone,
foolish pride is a temptress who leads us astray,
and we are caught snoozing in the warm summer sun,
so, sheepishly, “Oops” is all we can say.
Foolish pride is a temptress who leads us astray,
to that kick-ourselves moment when we realize
and, sheepishly, “Oops” is all we can say
in that stomach-dropping instant that opens our eyes.
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