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Mommy brings me here every day. In the morning. She gets me up, and I eat oatmeal. She likes oatmeal, but I don’t. I eat it ‘cause she tells me to.
Then we come here, to this bridge. This is where I stand, right here by this piece of bubble gum. One time I tried to pick it up, but Mommy stopped me. She said it was yucky. But it tasted fine, ‘cause I licked my fingers after.
Why do I come here? You mean, to the bridge here? Oh.
Mommy says that the river goes all the way to the ocean. Did you know the ocean is salty? It is! Oh.
She said that someday my daddy will row his boat right up to this bridge. ‘Cause he went away to the ocean to work, and he’ll be back any day now.
She said that someday my daddy will row his boat right up to this bridge. ‘Cause he went away to the ocean to work, and he’ll be back any day now.
Maybe tomorrow! And I’ll be standing right here! By this bubble gum!
Do you think my daddy will bring me some gum?
Do you think my daddy will bring me some gum?
