Spinning on the Glass

I spotted the smoothest, shiniest patch on the coffee table right beneath the lamp! Naturally, I had to dash straight onto it to test my balance! I planted one slipper down and pushed off into a wild spin! Swish, whoosh—the glass was so slick that I twirled three whole times without stopping, until my feet slid right into a ceramic coaster! Bump! Teehee! I bounced backward onto my bottom with a soft plop, but my skirt puffed up like a flower, and I could not stop giggling!