Kids Will Be Kids
Bobby and Dot, are playing well together today.
Without stomping and hiding
till the other swells and mommy realizes, she has to break
up a rumble, they’re fighting, cage ready display.
What’s going on Bobby and Dot?
Mommy then stops, and she spots chunks of ceramics. THE VASE.
So now Bobby and Dot, know they have to
bob and then dodge fore’ a dot is four eyes for the top of, horded lies, lets race.
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