Once on a sort of sickly and super depressing Holiday season nighttime, Baby George III’s mommy, Princess Augusta of Saxe-Gotha, read him “Human Wishes” a poem by the caustic poetry boy, Michael Robbins.
The poem has the name of Robert Hass’s third poetry collection for a title, as well as form. The former Baby George III doesn’t care too much about, but the latter Baby George III does care really much about. The quintains and rhymes demonstrate Micheal’s inclination toward tradition, which Baby George III likes a lot. Nowadays, most “poetry” reads like an indiscreet Facebook status posted by a blockhead bisexual.
Once on a rather impinged and really depressing November day, Baby Jong-il’s mommy read to him poems from the second edition of Reality Hands, and one of the poems that she read to him was “my husband will die at the age of fifty” by Cassandra Gillig, whose first name Baby Jong-il is jealous of, because it’s so classical.
Last nighttime, Baby George III watched Home Alone, a Christmas movie about a boy whose whole entire family travels to Paris without him, leaving him by himself in his big crib in Chicago (which is where the Chicago Bulls play).
Baby George III liked the movie a lot. Home Alone champions Christianity and condemns 24/7 capitalism.
Since Jewish people are weird, their Christmas started on Thanksgiving. Even though Baby Adolf hates Jews and will try to wipe them off the face of the earth, Baby Adolf still takes part, because he gets presents.