Me: Sure.
Mo: I had to get rid of my pet mole rat.
He decided he didn't want to cook my food and wash my underwear.
That's okay. I can ask my mom and dad to do that.
I decided to get a pet that was more dedicated.
So, I got a hamster.
(It went on from there...but this was all I could get typed out. You know how free-form poetry is.)
2 comments:
Molly is such a smart cookie!
she just get's more awesome with age! that might just be my new favorite poem =)
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