On a final note regarding my kid's book, One Strange World, I offer this poem taken from its pages. It is entitled:
Margaret McLickies
Margaret McLickies
Had three hundred hickeys,
And she was quite a dame.
But then she stopped kissing,
And now they're all missing,
And she's never looked quite the same.
Chelsey once noted: "Dad, I'm amazed I turned out okay with you reading me poems like this when I was four."
Me: "Who said you turned out okay?"
Great line, one of my snappiest come-backs ever.
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