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Hot Iron

Little fingers stay away
Mommy needs you to be at bay
But you are like, mommy no nay
Tiny young one are you trying to stray

Mtoto akililia wembe mpe (swahili proverb)
When a child cries for a razor blade, give it to him

But why does it have to be "him"?, I ask without pay
You know boys, lets say
Well, girls too are a little crazy
Girls and boys I will give you hay to play
That should cool the iron, yay!!

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Kp Nunez Date: 3/9/2015 5:04:00 AM Oh, what a cruel proverb...haha. You have an angaging way to tell the story, Njeri. Love it. Hugs! :) Kim Login to Reply Njeri Hunjeri Date: 3/9/2015 5:36:00 AM The proverb is actually like one of those cautionary ones. In the sense that if the kid cries for a razor blade, and he/she gets it. More likely he will get a cut and that cut will be a teaching/warning lesson to him or her. Thank you Kim for this visit.

William Gray Date: 3/8/2015 12:31:00 PM Love your writes Njeri!. Thanks for sharing!. Login to Reply Njeri Hunjeri Date: 3/9/2015 5:26:00 AM Thank you Bill

Julia Ward Date: 3/8/2015 11:10:00 AM Atmospheric realism! Julia, :) Login to Reply Njeri Hunjeri Date: 3/9/2015 5:25:00 AM Thank you so much Julia.