Day One:

Let the kids out to play today
They made it off the porch
Stared at the sky
The warden was mad

Day Two:

Apparently, popsicle sticks are gay
'cuz they 'flame' when lit with a torch
The sun says hi
The courtyard fence makes me sad

Day Three:

Pistols are not toys and they do not play
Dead skin is cool to the touch
Behind walls the moon hides
The guard spit on me and I was glad