Friday, 6 July 2012

Childish Things


Some things I see are plain to me
Though hard to understand
As each day goes I work it out
Like counting fingers on my hand

Why are things the way they are
I quiz my family and my friends
In a world that's full of worldly things
Weird beginnings sad strange ends

Explanations are most helpful
Kids understand the honest truth
With reasoned powers of detection
In every child the finest sleuth

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