A Child

by sugarcoatedprincess

The basis for this poem is: myself and my immaturity through inexperience and ill-discipline. I hope I never have cause to right such a poem again.

Late again, he’s such a child,
Please, take away the teddy bear,
Tear the blanket from his form,
Give him armour and shield to wear,
Prepare him for the coming storm.

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