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As this poem Life is puzzling

Yes at times it really becomes difficult to explain the truth to little innocent being. A beautiful. Conception. My dear son, the clay you are made of is so fine That it is invisible to you and me, It does not fall off while you bathe.' The child believed these words, He did not yet know he was a modification of himself....a better version a better clay.

Father are you made of clay Yes my son thats why i m gay The son looked up from his bay Shocked he had nothing to say Just got inspired to write this. Yeah kids must ask " Questions" and fathers the best is to use science to explain. Good poem Sir.