I Play Hopscotch on Your Heart

I jump from square to square,
From number one to number nine,
I grab my rock at number three,
It's okay to take my time.

With every beat I make my jump,
In sync with your very soul,
I play the patterns everyday,
While you count up our score.

This isn't just child's play!
No! This is an art!
In fact, you don't let just anyone
Play hopscotch on your heart~

The End

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