What even was that Caleb?

Random poem thing I wrote this morning. Enjoy:

cut the fruit
cut the grass
throw the ball
at the bat

little this
little that
that's the job
no cap

wipe the face
and the legs
sweep the pieces
of the eggs

"more noodles"
"no eggs"
"all done"
"go play"

what's that smell?
can it be pee
no it's not
daiper genie

Blow out big
its not teeny
Take a bath
wash the wenie

little splash
little tea tree
little ducky
little sewead
little laugh
little hehe
get the towel
enie meanie

time for bed 
no its not
yes it is
time to flop

in my lap
pick a book
that's the one
just look

there's a comb
and a brush
and a lady eating mush
and house and a mouse
no giggle just hush

rest your head
noise machine
sing a song
sing three

love you lots 
say it back
till the morning
tight sleep

here's you're crib
are you ready
here's your blanky
here's your teddy

you are dads
little man
little guy
little buddy

Blow em up

A natural law

Listen to this at your own risk

This is one of those wants I'm tempted to not even publish, but here it is.

It's vast

It's just true

Hi Knox!