That's not beatboxing
What the heck
I'm not a stuffed animal
Can I sleep in your oven
I wish ham grew out of my ears
I would pull it out and eat it.
But nothing warms this heart
quite as much nor makes me want
to freeze time for awhile as when
he asks me to read to him
the introduction to Star Wars IV, V and VI
as the words scroll into outer space,
because soon he'll be able to read.
Moments with my nephew Justin