Red Car in the Future

Because it is covered in blood.

Everyone is crying.

I never cry.

I never cry.

Mom cries.

Because I make her cry!

I make her cry.

Red car should come to my house.

It can come get me.

Sean Williams is six years old and lives in Augusta, GA with his mother, father, and sister (who transcribed this poem for him). He likes dinosaurs and pasta and hopes to become a famous cave explorer someday.

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