Got Milk?
OK, in retrospect this is a really stupid “poem”, but I’m bored, and felt the need to publish something.
Dad! Oh, Dad! Where is my cup?
I have looked down.
I have looked up.Without it I will die of thirst.
I can not find it on my chair.
I can not find it here nor there.
I can not find it anywhere.So screams my two-year-old.
I guess you had to be there, but you missed the priceless moment…
