So this is how a four-year-old fights back when being teased by a more verbally-agile seven-year-old:
“I don’t love you.
I don’t even like you.
I think you’re poop.”
Pure poetry. Just think how good that would sound set to music.
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Katherine L. Hester 
It’s like a variation on a haiku theme. I love that.
In our house whenever Dean doesn’t like the taste of something he says “taste like poop”