Eight balloons no one was buyin’
All broke loose one afternoon.
Eight balloons with strings a-flyin’,
Free to do what they wanted to.
One flew up to touch the sun - POP!
One thought highways might be fun - POP!
One took a nap in a cactus pile - POP!
One stayed to play with a careless child - POP!
One tried to taste some bacon fryin’ - POP!
One fell in love with a porcupine - POP!
One looked close in a crocodile’s mouth - POP!
One sat around 'til his air ran out - WHOOSH!
Eight balloons no one was buyin’ -
They broke loose and away they flew,
Free to float and free to fly
And free to pop where they wanted to.

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