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The 6-year-old Me

Mom, mom, I cried
“What is it honey?” she sighed
I ran to her room
Holding a broom

She looked at my face
I caught her gaze
With the toothless grin widening
Which was quite frightening

As I started mumbling words
About cockroaches
And then I explained to her the events
In segments

“In the washroom I was
When I had to pause
Because I saw a cockroach
Which was about to approach”

“So I took a mug
And hurled it on the bug
Then I suddenly saw it squish
Which was better than my wish”

And this is what had made me so sappy
But she did not look so happy
But still she gave me a smile
Which was totally her style.

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