1535 – Bouncy Castle

Bouncy Castle
Meanwhile, the princess was perfectly happy living there without being rescued.

Bouncy House

I think, if I could choose myself a home,
instead of undersea or outer space,
or prairies where the bison rove and roam,
a bouncy house would be a perfect place
because I live in fear of clumsy falls,
but in my bouncy house, I could relax;
inflated rubber padding in the walls
protecting me from bruises, sprains and cracks.
And living in a mansion filled with air,
the highlight of a bouncy house would be
I’d never feel that I was lonely there,
since everyone would want to visit me.

Author: Samuel Kent

I'm a dad who wants to share his labor of love with the world. I also happen to be an award-winning artist and poet. Follow the lunchbox doodles and poems on twitter: @LunchboxDoodler!

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