Do you have a kite?
I hope you have a good one.
One that can reach good height,
One so loveable, you can call it your son.
We have one, rainbow colored and uneven.
Ours, we can't really believe in.
But wait! That doesn't mean we can't take it flying!
So my sister doesn’t start crying.
We go to this good park,
That's high up on a hill.
It makes our kite go in an arc,
Watching our kite fly, it gives me quite a thrill.
Even though our kite doesn't fly well,
It doesn’t deserve to go to hell.