Cool as a Roly Poly Kid

rolling wall to wall - tumbling down the hall infamously down the stairs, sans fall. who can be as cool as a roly poly kid? the older lady, you can guess who, has to crawl to make it off the floor, crawling like a babe, new. she hopes not to stumble on the shadows that fall. naptime and tea, my buzz, whilst the kid endlessly tumbles his way through adolescence. one day, the same fate awaits him as the rest of us. but now is his time, to aimlessly go head over heels, not in love yet, just maneuvering like a rolled out rug. this kid with unfathomable energy until he sleeps.