...or tries to...

Friday, May 6, 2011

Oliver's Birthday

Penned by Oliver, on the occasion of his birthday:


Today I am two.

Whoopety-doo.



My closest friend Solomon
Treats me like poo.


I have nowhere to go
And nothing to do


And no interest in finishing this stupid poem. Go away.



2 comments:

Sandy said...

OMG! The Terrible Twos!

And a poet to boot!

Amy said...

I keep saying, if you just apply yourself, the literary world will open their arms to you. But all he does is yawn, roll over, and fall asleep. I just don't get it.