T-rex eating a snack watching tv
and slipping to dance with the frog.
Boo-ya!
And nothing but cheetos
on the frog’s crown
and cheetos eating themselves.
Knock knock.
Who’s there?
Stick.
Stick who?
Stick again.
Thomas likes to whisper crazy things to Liz and I to text to each other. I received this as a message tonight.

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A poem that includes cheetos is my kind of poem.
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Adorable, I love kids. My now 8 year old use to come up with crazy knock knock jokes that were never funny but you couldn’t help but laugh at them.
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