The Middle

When we go riding,
I can see the sky.
And sometimes the birds
That are flying by.

I can see the tops
Of the passing cars.
At night I can see
The moon and the stars.

I can see big trucks,
With things up on top.
Dad got a ticket
And I saw the cop.

So when someone says,
“Boy, did you see that?”
Of course I didn’t;
Not from where I sat.

It just isn’t fair
Because I’m little,
I always have to
Sit in the middle!


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