Hiccup Poetry

06Apr - Hiccup Poetry

Who, who, who?

Who has got me a glass of milk?

It tastes like syrup

Makes me want to puke, feeling sick;


Sick, sick, sick

Sick milkman raves about his lawn;

He runs around in the hope of finding his wife,

She often ignores him and leaves to the town;


Town, town, town

Town people are smart and funny;

Given a chance, they throw at you some education;

Often dice a coin to play big and be snorty!


Snorty, snorty, snorty

Snorty son has always a way to sling;

He never cared to be hurt or beaten by his mother,

But that sweet kid was not determined to drink milk!


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