Sometimes you talk to me like I don't have a brain,
Screeched my 5 year old after creating a slushy balcony stain,
His attempts to help,
Had my poor plant yelp,
Half its sandy home was splattered on my picture perfect balcony,
I looked at him like he had attempted a felony,
Killing plants should have tiny humans thrown in jail,
They should be kept far away from all living beings, for peace to prevail,
Always in the middle of every household chore,
And ready to go at war,
The minute an adult says no,
He creates quite a row.
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