Third Birthday
Cake, frosted like Winnie-the-Pooh,
Hot dogs, warm chili, cold slaw,
"Happy birthday!"
My brother opens my presents,
Toy dishes, Play-doh, a swing-set,
Mommy wants a hug,
I want to play,
Run from the sunroom,
"Come back!
Don't you want more cake?"
Of course I do,
I'm running back,
I eat Pooh's ear
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