When the Bubble Burst
 
 


by Bruce Lansky
 
   
When my bubble gum burst
it was really the worst,
I had gum spread all over my face.
It exploded—went bang—
And my father said, “Dang!”
And my mother said, “You’re a disgrace.”
Everybody turned round,
when they heard the strange sound—
for the exit I started to search.
So please take my advice,
blowing bubbles ain’t nice—
when you’re s’posed to be praying in church.

 

Text © Bruce Lansky, published by Meadowbrook Press.

Illustration © Stephen Carpenter.

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