Griffin
Likes To Smash It
By Grandma
Baadsgaard
I love you
Griffin. You make me smile.
Griffin likes to smash it
When his brother builds a
tower
When he mother says, “Stop
that!”
Griffin’s face turns sour
Griffin likes to throw it
When he sees a round red
ball
When his big brother takes
it
He breaks down and bawls
Griffin likes to take it
When he sees his Granny’s
hand
Then they go for rides
All over Disneyland
Griffin likes to hug it
When he sits on Mommy’s knee
He puts his arms around her
neck
And squeezes till he’s free
Griffin likes to eat it
When he sees candy anywhere.
And when it is time for
baths
He runs around in the bare.
Griffin likes to blow it
When his straw is in his
drink.
Then he likes to dump it
Right in the kitchen sink.
Griffin likes to push it
When with someone half his
size.
But when they start to cry
He can’t figure out why.
Griffin has been two a while
But now he’s turning three
He is an angel . . . when
asleep
As quiet as can be.
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