Dear Kid,
Today I have no topic,
There’s nothing left to say.
But if I dare go post-less
You’ll fuss at me all day.
I thought of writing limericks
I thought of writing prose
I thought of talking puppy
But rejected all of those.
I considered telling stories
Of you as a little boy
Of Legos and of fire trucks
And other boy-type toy(s).
I thought of other stories
But decided not to try
It might not make you happy
And I don’t want you to cry.
So instead I’ll say good morning,
And hope your day is great(er)
Study hard and party smart
And text your mama later.
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