What A Child! Poem by Job Ombati

What a child that competes with elders in eating!
They wash their hands; he too washes.
They dig in; he does.
They call for a second helping; he calls also.

When they discuss things of grown ups; he sits put.
When they wash their dirty laundry in public; he also brings his out.

They curse; he foul mouths.
They throw tantrums; he kicks the porridge pot.
They throw jabs; he punches.

When they go to sleep, he parts the curtains.
When they get on bed, he hides under it.
When they foul the air, he loudly asks, 'Who did it? '

Ugh! This child.

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