Your words are just like animals
Locked inside a cage.
They want to come out, run around -
Get rid of all that rage.
The teacher says: “Be quiet”
And your parents say that too.
Words aren’t happy locked inside
Like creatures at a zoo.
Your mind is telling them to run,
To play, to scream and shout.
There’s lots of fun that they could have
If you would let them out.
So they settle down and go to sleep
And then what happens next?
Your teacher asks a question!
Oh! Your words are quite perplexed.
For now they’re sleeping quietly
And don’t know what to say.
Your teacher wants an answer
And you’re full of dismay.
The problem is, for humans,
That you can’t lock words away.
We try to lock them in our heads
But they prefer to play.
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