Mike doesn't like having hiccups.
Mike doesn't usually have hiccups.
He panics silently,
quietly, mom
Mike likes it when it's windy
when we walk to the bus stop.
Mike likes me to carry his backpack so his jackets flaps in the wind.
Like a superhero, mom.
Mike likes cheerios for breakfast.
Mike likes when I give
him the big bowl.
We run out fast, mom
Curiosity is an eight year old boy
That panics at hiccups,
That thinks himself a superhero
That just wants more cereal.
Mom, I love you.
But if it were up to you
Schrodinger's cat would still be alive.