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Stop. Collaborate and listen.

Daddy’s home and I’m like hey let me sleep on your lap all day.

Mommy’s home and I be like: Word, here’s a cardboard box I can rip up. Oh snap, here’s daddy’s Oreo wrapper I can eat and try to cough up. Hot damn, here’s some stairs I can get stuck on. Straight up this here’s some empty space I can bark at while mommy’s on the phone. Right on, here’s some floor I think I’ll piss on.

I am the mighty, albeit eyeless, Lil’ C. Here me roar!


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