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Feb 2017
My name's Aine,
I'm just two,
I'm not nearly old as you.
I can't even tie my shoe.
But today,
All by myself
(OK, I had a little help),
But I sat on my *****
Just the same,
And peed and pooped
Like it's a game.
Tomorrow, I think,
I'll do it again,
In my velcro shoes.
Don't you wish someone would write an ode when we crap?
Perhaps a scatonnet.
Francie Lynch
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Francie Lynch
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