When Aidan was born
He looked at the sky,
He looked at his mom
And then he asked, “Why?”
Tell Aidan the truth
Or tell him a lie,
Aidan will always
Just have to know why.
Tell him a ‘possum
Can’t learn how to fly.
He’ll want to see proof
And he’ll ask you, “Why?”
If he was about
To get hit with a pie
And someone said, “Duck!”
He’d prob’ly say, “Why?”
SPLAT!!!!
2 comments ↓
I do NOT say “WHY” anymore.
I like that poem about Aidan saying what it is funny
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