really quickly
just want to tell you about my milk shake
it brings all of the boys to the yard
I mean, all of them.
to the yard
school yard
a yard attached to a school
and they're all, like, "that milk shake? yeah, it's better than yours."
that is when they point at someone else, who happens to be standing there with an inferior milk shake to my own
and I am all, like, "damn right! it is better than yours."
and I point at that same person with the inferior milk shake, hoping they understand that my comments were directed at them. and they make a sad face.
so, I offer to teach them
but, obviously, I'd have to charge
nothing in life is free.
1 comment:
This is like a really long haiku, only not really a haiku, 'cause it doesn't follow those pesky haiku rules, so I guess its not really a haiku, but sort of like a haiku, I like saying haiku.
I suppose its just the lack of capitol letters. I won't even get into my issues with those fascist capitol letters... and- hey, BOUNCY BALL! BOUNCY BALL!
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