i love the fireplace
my dad is worried that i
like it way too much.

i cry to go to
my grandma's place and i cry
until i get fire

i sleep in front of
the cracklin' flames, i love to
absorb all the heat

grandma worries that
the heat will make me sick but
i know when to move.

my dad is worried
that i will never come home-
that he's abandoned

i pretend i am
asleep in front of the fire
so he leaves me be.

finally i did
go home. I had to go to
potty, drink and eat.

next time i'll go
potty so i can stay at
grandma's a long time.