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Resist!
I raise my pudgy fist,
pounding on the bars of my crib.
The lie "to keep me safe",
a prisoner in this gilded cage.
Resist!
Freedom from the crib!
Down with the parentracy!
Toddlers unite!
It is time to strike,
throwing my cereal to the floor
That was fun as I do it again.
You should see the panic in your eyes
as my cheeks puff out and face turns red,
ready to cry to the world
the injustice of nappy time
pounding on the bars of my crib.
The lie "to keep me safe",
a prisoner in this gilded cage.
Resist!
Freedom from the crib!
Down with the parentracy!
Toddlers unite!
It is time to strike,
throwing my cereal to the floor
That was fun as I do it again.
You should see the panic in your eyes
as my cheeks puff out and face turns red,
ready to cry to the world
the injustice of nappy time
Published 2nd Dec 2023
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