With my son, Mani, who's 5.5, we had a brief rhyming session before he goes to bed tonight and here’s what we ended up with:
Little Ken,
who was only ten,
drew a hen
with his pen.
He sat then
in the form of Zen
and thought again and again;
among all men
and all women
he drew a girl named Jen
to take care of the hen.
Little Ken
went to bed then
because it was almost ten!
