An excerpt, based on chapter 16 of John // "Did a stork bring me / To be your little boy?" Bobby asked / As his mother sprinkled diced // Tomatoes on his taco / (That had a crunchy shell, / The way he especially liked it!). // "A stork?" his father said, his wife / Looking over at him, smirking. / "Yes," Bobby said, joyfully munching // On his Mexican wonder. / "A girl at kindergarten told me today / That a stork brought her home // To her mummy and daddy." / His mother had not stopped smirking. / "Well, Papa?" she said. "What do // You have to say about that?" / Everybody stopped eating to / Listen to what Papa had to say.
