(Reminders from my three-year old grandson)
Remember to put my car on top,
not buried under other stuff.
If not,
when we come home from the shop,
taking it out will be tough.
Remember to go quickly and buy
the blue truck,with a white stripe.
If not,
When the same truck other people spy,
we'll be left with other types.
Remember to come back early
from meeting with your friends.
If not,
This evening it may rain heavily,
a long wait for a taxi then.
20191118
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