Not my most favorite thing
I did the dad thing.
There was a party
which daughter was invited
I did the Dad thing.
Thought I might like it
had not done in thirty years
I remember why.
Wrote some Haiku there
Seemed like the thing to do
Did not hurt as much:
Wheels turn round and round
Air flows warm past my ankles
They need to be strong
My feet hurt alot
My feet are now red and hot
Blisters are forming
Forehead beading sweat
Drops hit the ground moist and wet
Puddle, skate with care
Water fountain, ah
No! The water is tepid
I am still thirsty
We cut out early
and got ice cream good and cool.
Felt better for it.
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