What Parents Don'T Know When a Kids Walking Home
I was walking home
When I found a little cub,
I was scared to touch it for its mouth could have foam.
But, I decided anyways to give it a little rub
But it ran off after a giving me a little nub.
I decided to keep moving on
Thinking of sounds ever so soothing to listen upon
When out of nowhere my parents gave me a call
And I automatically thought they’d yell going “where are you Ron!”
So I answered and told them I’d be late for while walking, I had a fall.
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