My milk grew legs and ran away,
He jumped straight up, and scampered off my tray.
Why he left, he wouldn’t say.
But I guess I won’t have milk today.
By Evan James Griffin
July 4th, 2010
Evan My milk grew legs and ran away,
He jumped straight up, and scampered off my tray.
Why he left, he wouldn’t say.
But I guess I won’t have milk today.
By Evan James Griffin