The Booming Tube

I shoved through the rubber flap and bounded straight toward a long, sturdy cardboard shipping tube rolling across the porch deck. I jammed my entire mouth right over the open circle and let out my biggest, rowdiest holler! The hollow cylinder echoed back with a deep, thrumming rumble that buzzed every single one of my front teeth. Delighted by my new megaphone, I threw both arms over the top to steer it toward the yard, but my feet slipped. The tube spun forward across the ridged wooden planks like a runaway steamroller, taking me for a bumpy log ride before rolling to a stop against the doormat!