Brought Up

Once upon a time a young kid was handed everything

he thought to himself I am the king

His mother came home one day tired 

the son gave her directions to what he aspired 

The mother didn't think too kind of it 

And she gave the resposnse, "your old enough to do it yourself"

That was the moment the son realized he was older and was not the size of an elf

So he told himself I am growing up it's time to take on the world. 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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