A haiku tribute to the art of the shoulder ride

Dad, I am tired.
Can I steer you like a horse?
No reigns. Ears will do.

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My kid fell asleep.
Did not bother to tell me.
Forty-five pound scarf.

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Hot. Ninety Degrees.
Nice breeze up on dad’s shoulders.
All dad smells is feet.

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Mall. Christmas season.
Kid on top. Five bags in hand.
Someone kill me now.

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Escalator sign.
Child and parent must hold hands.
Screw that. Extreme sports!

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Son on my shoulders.
Abercrombie ceiling fan.
Ten-dollar co-pay.
(just kidding!! But do be careful)

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