Henry Turned Four
Henry turned four
With a party galore
As his friends ran around
On the soft-padded floor.
You couldn’t ignore
How their spirits did soar
While they bounced and they tumbled
And just wanted more.
All this was before
Pizza (which they adore)
Served with juice which they spilled
Fast as helpers did pour.
Next the cake was in store
With the answer (a roar)
To “Who wants some?” and faces
To clean was my chore.
It was very top-drawer
From the food to décor.
At the end, though, the kids
Were wiped out to the core!
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