Aidan recently asked me if I know how to write poems. I dabbled in it a bit in high school/early college, but it never was my thing. I do remember writing Haikus and enjoying that. I explained the whole 5,7,5 syllable thing to him, and we came up with a few simple ones. Tonight, we wrote two masterpieces:
A leprechaun came.
He peed green in our potty.
It smelled like shamrocks.
I have underwear.
I wear it under my pants.
It is not a hat.
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