I just got a call from my nephew
"Hi." pause "Hi." pause....I still can't tell who it is. "Hi." pause pause "This is Lukie"
Oooohh. "Hi Lukie"
"Hi." then a bunch of inaudible conversation. Then..."I got a balloon at a birthday party." So I asked whose party he went to. "I don't know. The boy with the red shirt. He tried to steal my ball, but I ran so so fast and he could not catch me."
I love it.
posted by gretchenjohnson @ 5:16 PM
3 Comments:
In some circles, that post would be considered "found poetry." That was a neat post... you're a poet and you didn't even know it!
He is cute:)
I heart nephews!
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