We Want the Stay Puff Marshmallow Man Dead Right Dad
My biggest most gigantic fear, the child Edward said
Is of Mr. Stay Puff Marshmallow man; I want him dead.
The mother who had been sorting out her husband’s shed
Did not know what to say; this was the blame of Ed.
You obviously do not know what you have done
This Ghost Buster binge watching has hurt your son.
She watched them together watch it one more time.
They clutched each other and screamed in rhyme.
Mr. Stay Puff Marshmallow is a terror said Ed.
I want him to die, his son said. I want him dead!
Mommy realized at this moment it was a bonding thing.
So, she tiptoed out quietly, and did not change a thing.
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