I threw it on the ground and burst into tears.
Stars and hearts bring out my worst fears.
Being graded, degraded, for tasks and chores,
Stickers on charts, pinned up on doors.
“Do this! Do that! And do it quicker!
Do it the fastest, and you’ll get a sticker!”
Just because I cannot articulate
Doesn't mean I'm unable to stipulate:
Just because I cannot articulate
Doesn't mean I'm unable to stipulate:
Tough cookies, mummy, I don’t want to today!
I'm not tidying a thing, now let me go and play.
Damn the man! Damn the stickers! I liked being in this little person's head.
ReplyDeleteLove it! You have such a talent for rhyming and rhythm, it's amazing! Wonderful capture of some of the frustrations of childhood.
ReplyDeleteI love this! Such a fun poem and you really captured a child's thinking process.
ReplyDeleteThis made me chuckle -- LOVED it! Thank you!
ReplyDeleteA little 'tude from the little dude in the 'hood. ;)
ReplyDeleteLove these six year old thoughts, you are so talented at poetry! And we always thought they liked stickers!
ReplyDeleteLove the rhythm, the attitude, the brevity - fun read!
ReplyDeleteWonderful image of the indignation of a child!
ReplyDeleteNicely done. Enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteHah, I guess not everyone likes those kind of rewards!
ReplyDeleteMost of what I say about verse is moronic, so I'll try to say little. So:
ReplyDeleteThat was defiantly wonderful. Just perfect.
hehehehe this goes well with mine ;)
ReplyDeleteI really like this - felt very authentic and flowed so easily. Well done!!!
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