Followed by a whole lot of pain,
Hysterical sobs, announcing that school is hard,
And in general that the soul is charred,
Just kidding, I doubt a 6 year old understands what a soul is,
His tears in the meantime, continued to brim and fizz,
Hands dramatically folded,
Along with his legs nicely moulded,
I gave in quite quickly to his request,
Putting his mind to rest,
School is hard, I agreed,
Sometimes in life, we need the opposite of speed,
If slow Friday's are what your 6 year old desires,
Just give in and don't put his or her heart on a pyre,
Let them be,
Happy and free.
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