You cling to my neck, exhausted
Sitting in the best seat in town
We call it the arm chair
Which always makes you smile
Keeping you safe is my only thought now
I have a headache, an earache, and chills ripple through my body
But I keep you entertained and laughing
Your car goes fast
Under your ass
But you can’t run
As fast as me
Your clothes look nice
At thrice the price
But you can’t run
As fast as me
Look at me
I’m a baby
Small and helpless
Cute as can be
Look at me
I’m 5 years old
Pretty in pink
I do what I’m told Continue reading “A to Z”
