Unpublished: Exception Facebook
When I was one
I sucked my thumb
My fist, my toes and more
When I was two
The world I knew
Was too big to explore
when I was three
I sailed the sea
Leading a pirate crew
When I was four
I sailed no more
And vegetables I grew
When I was five
I had a hive
Made honey rich and sweet
When I was six
I picked up sticks
And played a drummers beat
When I was seven
I went to Heaven
Just to say "Hello"
When I was eight
I built a gate
Of gold, shiny and yellow
When I was nine
I made things rhyme
A poet i become
When I was ten
I flew a hen
To the moon... and stars... and sun.
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