. Haunting your childhood poem
Mommy I’m Hungry
Grrr… Grrr… Grrr…
As the smell of my moms
Famous thanksgiving meal passes
Through my nose, I got impatient because
I had to wait on everybody else.
“Mommy I’m hungry,
Can I please have some Macaroni & Cheese?”
“No sweetie, you have to wait until
Everyone gets here, and I better
Not catch you eating some!”
“Yes mam”. Hmmm…
I guess it won’t hurt if I took one little bite.
Ouch..! That’s what you get.
Mommy I’m Hungry
Grrr… Grrr… Grrr…
As the smell of my moms
Famous thanksgiving meal passes
Through my nose, I got impatient because
I had to wait on everybody else.
“Mommy I’m hungry,
Can I please have some Macaroni & Cheese?”
“No sweetie, you have to wait until
Everyone gets here, and I better
Not catch you eating some!”
“Yes mam”. Hmmm…
I guess it won’t hurt if I took one little bite.
Ouch..! That’s what you get.

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