A small thing on all fours

Propelled along the carpet floors

Exploring wonders here and there

A tiny being with straight black hair.

Craving the taste of a plastic block

But drool instead and miss my smock

I spot a new wonder, oh what could it be?

Daddy left me a treasure to see!

This small square made the lamp shine

And inside were strings I wished were mine.

Mommy screamed, but I didn’t know

That reaching my hand in would make me glow.

I fizzled and shook and giggled a bit

And mommy was in a scary fit

I fell asleep but next thing I knew

I was wondering, “what did I do?”

And Mommy, after her major fright,

Laughed and said “Look at this sight!”

My hair had brightened like some other girls

But now I had to put up with frizzy new curls.