you see, me an' my baby had a fight.
she thought i wrapped her up too tight.
i tried to say i'm sorry,
& offered a new dress off another dolly.
but she jumped out of my arms
and fell on her head,
so i switched to Cookie Monster instead.
You all start out knowing magic. We are born with whirlwinds, forest fires, and comets inside us. But then we get the magic educated right out of our souls. We get it churched out, spanked out, washed out, and combed out. Told to act our age. . And you know why we were told that? Because the people doing the telling were afraid of our wildness and youth, and because the magic we knew made them ashamed and sad of what they'd allowed to wither in themselves. A Boy's Life, Robert R. McCammon