I took my niece to a department store.
Her touchy hands did give me a heart sore!
Upon rebuking her inquisitive hands,
“I touch with my eyes and see with my hands!”
She said with such certainty to astound
The sages of yore claiming their minds sound
Where in my niece I would just a poet see
With my pen in hand, I let the world see
How with the hands this can be possible
Even if all think it impossible!
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