A poem to my 10 month old

food rant

Hotdogs cut in pennies

Those pennies cut into sixths

Shredded cheese because why the fuck not

Eat them with your hands

Your doctor's gonna call someone

If you don't start to grow some fat

I'm 4'11, 220 lbs

And you came out looking like that

One more bite kid

JUST ONE MORE BITE

please don't inhale a piece of weenie

One more bite

JUST TWO MORE BITES

they can even be super teenie.

Scattered hot dog on the floor

Shredded cheese in your hair

Pomeranian keeps me from having to clean

That's it. You're done, I don't care.

Posted Feb 25, 2016, 1:07 AM UTC

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