Ode to Ball

I am the boss of the ball. It does what I say. I say stay, it stays. I say roll, it rolls. I say get me some food to eat peas, it doesn’t do that of course. It’s just a ball. But daddy sometimes knows what I am saying if I use words instead of whiny noises. It depends on how I feel at the time and if the ball is doing what I say.

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