I wrote a poem, or mostly. Tossed it out,
And started over. It was too direct.
The kids were in it. How they fight, and pout,
And climb the walls. I wanted to dissect
A stupid choice. But really, I got lucky.
I confiscated someone's rubber ducky.


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Smiles.
(kids, not rubber duckies)
Their arguments can be epic.
I just wish we could as simply toss out all of our frustrations!