So I started reading the comment from my daughter which started something like "why is everyone rhyming it's kind of creepy." It's not unusual for my daughter to tell me things adults do are creepy, so I really didn't think anything of it. Remember, it's not formatted the same on my email as on my blog, so when I got to the next line and realized she was rhyming I burst out laughing and spit my coffee down the front of me!
I'm so proud she has the gift! What a great way to start a day! Here's my daughter's responding rhyme, I've gotta go change my clothes:
Why is everyone speaking in rhyme?
It's creepy, you know, you've got too much time.
Your poor daughter is sitting here gawking,
you do not care, you just keep on squawking.
I'm not offended, only creeped out,
It's very odd with the rhyming about.
I should do my homework, but I'm distracted,
This blog has my attention attracted.
Now look what you did, it's nearly half-past seven
In about ninety years or so, I'll descend into heaven.
I know that last part didn't make much sense,
but it's late you know, and my mind is quite dense.