Greetings, friends and readers. Today marks The Anvil’s first-ever guest post, courtesy of my 10-year-old son Ethan. I had nothing to do with it. He just wrote it and handed it to me, unsolicited, and it’s good enough to post as is. Enjoy!
Stuff to Do
By Ethan Baker
There’s milk to be cheesed
There’s snot to be sneezed
There’s elbows that need to be bruised
There’s soccer balls to be kicked
There’s noses to be picked
There’s toilets that need to be used
There’s fat to be jiggled
There’s cucumbers to be pickled
There’s cats that need new bedding
There’s jerks to be beaten
There’s lunch to be eaten
There’s chickens who need a beheading
There’s cars to be driven
There’s gifts to be given
There’s documents that need to be printed 
There’s fish to be caught
There’s stuff to be bought
There’s money that needs to be minted
There’s books to be read
There’s mouths to be fed
There’s idiots that need to be punched
There’s cups to be filled
There’s juice to be spilled
There’s Cheez-Its that need to be munched
There’s cars to be crashed
There’s potatoes to be mashed
There’s faces that need to be pied
There’s pests to be ridded
There’s scarves to be knitted
There’s frenches that need to be fried
There’s gas to be farted
There’s fights to be started
There’s videos that need to be recorded
There’s crops to be planted
There’s wishes to be granted
There’s ships that need to be boarded
There’s planes to be flown
There’s grass to be grown
There’s bullies that need to be tripped
There’s paper to be glued
There’s gum to be chewed
There’s stones that need to be skipped
There’s emperors to be cloaked 
There’s pipes to be smoked
There’s oranges that need to be rhymed
There’s games to be played
There’s debts to be paid
There’s math tests that need to be timed
There’s poems to be written
There’s hotdogs to be bitten
There’s food to be turned into poo
The reason the world turns ‘round and ‘round
Is because there’s so much stuff to do!
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THE ANVIL 