My son is my inspiration
He is totally mad
Holding my hair up with lego bricks is how he’ll have me clad
After doing my hairstyle, in a rocket we will go
Flying through the universe to find aliens with pink toes
This is life with Henry
My son who’s conceptual
I’m writing this whilst lego bricks are gripping at my skull
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