Big Great Machine
What was he doing? We all looked and stared. A crowd around in a sun dazed glare. Way up! Way up! In the clouds somewhere, he balanced almost in thin cool air! A little boy he could not see? " Up, up!" his Mother said," is he!" We all cranked our heads and watched in awe as the man in plain air, well, did the SEE SAW! He wavered here! And he wavered there! Balanced almost in the thin, cool...
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