When the man gets you down, sometimes you just have to pick yourself back up. This happened to me today, I was just minding my own business when my 'brother' came along and told me it was time to 'take a nap,' if you know what I mean. Obviously, I was not too happy about this, and decided my best route was to make a run for it. I took a slow count to three and sprung up, diving between his legs, hoping to confuse him. He didn't buy the ploy and grabbed me.

Now here I lay, waiting for my time to be up. But I'm ready to pick myself back up, when I turn seven, I'll finally be free of the man.