Some kids don’t like baths
Some kids don’t like maths
Some kids don’t like clothes
It’s something they oppose
Some kids don’t like peas
Some kids don’t like bees
Some kids don’t like fruit
It’s not something they refute
Some kids don’t like sneezing
Some kids don’t like teasing
Some kids don’t like veggies
It makes them very edgy
But I am a different kind of kid
One who rarely flips my lid
Worthy of the tallest tales
Unless you try to cut my nails
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
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Your poetry is improving, I'm impressed!
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