Come on baby, we’re going to granny’s house,
You want a treat right?
Ice cream and sherbet and maybe
Granny’ll bounce you on her knee like last time.
Get your goddamn shoes on.
In the car sweetie, no not in the baby seat,
You’re getting a little old for that,
Sit in the front with me here.
Oh, well you’re a little small for the seatbelt,
Just hold on tight,
If we crash you’re going straight through the windshield.
I don’t know if granny’s making cake for you,
Don’t cry. Shut up!
I’ll tell you what, if you can afford the cake mix,
I’ll buy some.
23 cents just isn’t enough, sorry Julia, you’re out of luck.
No we don’t have cake mix at home,
You’re imagining things.
I’m sure granny’s got a book to read to you.
She might even take you to the store for a coloring book,
Because you’re so special, so sweet and good and special.
i dunno why i got so fussy aboutu that, youd think i would want people to read my stuff . i think if it had my name on it i wouldnt have reacted that way.