Woke up to a pale white ceiling,
White was all over,
Understanding of that I live in a Bubble dawned late,
Touched it, felt it, wondered what it was.
Color looked like of cream,
I was in a Mayo bubble!
I tried to escape it,
Did my level best,
Bubble ceiling hit me down,
I didn’t succeed.
Anger crept inside me,
Wondered how I should escape,
Started by taking strands of bubble,
I made a sword out of it.
Took strands of bubble again,
Made a bandanna
To tie my head,
For, I was a warrior.
All it took was a swish-swish,
Bubble burst into glitter,
Stood there as an accomplished warrior,
For, I found my freedom at last.
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