The Little Boy and the Old Man
Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon.
"
Said the old man, "I do that too.
"
The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants.
"
"I do that too," laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, "I often cry.
"
The old man nodded, "So do I.
"
"But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems
Grown-ups don't pay attention to me.
"
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
"I know what you mean," said the little old man.
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Shel Silverstein
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