Never Argue With A 3-Year Old Poem by L MILTON HANKINS
Never Argue With A 3-Year Old
My three-year-old put his hand on his chin
like he was mulling over something troubling
"But, Papa, " he moaned, "I pway wifh these! "
His room was cluttered from wall to wall--
books and crayons, even an old football,
an old sippy cup, its contents long dried up,
cars, trucks strewn about from a huge pileup,
game pieces and his Christmas roller skates,
and things I'd long forgotten he even owned.
"Straighten it up, now! " I commanded.
He began to pout. "It's myyyy wooom, Papa."
Stifling a tear of my own, I nodded, agreeing,
"But YOUR room is in MY house, " I explained.
When I stepped out and closed the door,
I heard stuff being tossed hither and yon,
So, I stood there for a good long while, and,
this is what I heard: "Otay, I queen up my woom,
but next year for Quissmas...." then, loudly,
"I WANT A HOUSE OF MY OWN, OTAY! "
Loud enough for him to hear, I replied,
"SO, WHEN NEXT CHRISTMAS COMES, SON,
I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO! "
Very funny...yes, some times children overtake the parents...nice title...top marks
Cutest conversation and so adorable are his utterrances, truly adorable son.5 Full Stars! I have much enjoyed
Congratulations with The member Poem Of The Dy, dear Milton!
ASSERT yourself, Dad! First he'll want his own house, then his own car, bank account, and gym membership! ! ! Tell the 3-year old to 'GET A JOB! ' bri ;)
Masterful work here. The child's language makes it all work and entertains all the parents reading. Congratulations Milton.
Thay is one cute poem! If papa wouldn't buy so many toys may be three year old wouldn't ask for his own house!
Honestly speaking, back and forth of this is not poetry. Anyway, congratulations! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 10:51:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very interesting poem, yes we never know what goes in their mind.