Daddys Toy

Hey, Daddy, I want to take a walk.
Daddy does not listen or look at me.
He is poking buttons on his light up toy.
Bing. Bee Bing Bee Bing Bee Bing Bee Bing.

Hey, Daddy, I am almost out of food.
How about a ham or bologna treat?
Daddy is congratulating himself on a win.
His thumbs are working harder now.

The light up toy is making happy sounds.
Bing. Bee. Bing. Bee. Bing Bee Bing Bee Bing.
Tonight, I will be locating and tearing up
This toy, I refer to as His Light Up Thing.
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