Preconventional Morality

I remember the time when we used a ruler to write our sentences in a straight line.

I remember the time I followed you through the windy wet market,

passed by the snakes in a fish tank.

I remember the time we were allowed to play in the senior playground.

Hierarchy led those days. Disobedience was minimal.

Simple pleasures. So easily pleased and amused.

Still easily pleased and amused.

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