Please, do not withdraw your love
From me
For I am feeble
I’m weak
I’ll take my portion of rice crispers
Listen to them crackle and pop,
I want complain
I’ll eaten for breakfast and
Dinner.
Please, do not withdraw your love
From me
I want to eat much
I Promise
Maybe a half slice of toast
1 piece of bacon
I’ll stand side the creek with
My rubber boots on
With fingers half clutched to
Catch you a batch of fish
“Since fish is your favor”
Mine ya! Bear hands I will hook
Catch you fresh trout with my
Bear hands..
I want eat much
I’ll just stand around and go snap
Cracker pop..
Waiting on my potion of rice
Crispy
Please, I’m standing here waiting
With my water wings held tightly
In my hands..
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