  Written and Revised 4.11.04 Does she think I’ll be the one To wrap a blanket around her? Does she think that I’m the One who can smooth the Goosebumps on her skin? I’m Not there to play doctor or nurse. She wants a mother. She wants Someone to grow up for her So she can stay young forever. Does she think I’ll give my imagination, All my wit to her? Does she think I’ll Make her peanut butter and jelly Sandwiches and mix her chocolate milk At midnight when she can’t sleep? Does She think I’ll be her education? She’s Not much shorter than me. I can’t be All she can’t be. 
