Waking up
in a strange house
with a ******* strange kitchen
At this time in the morning
the last thing I need is this
playing hide and seek with the fridge
All I want is milk for my tea bag
I did not want to play
lets open all the doors in the place
Am I here
or maybe there
you just had to look
and I was not there
and thats why
now I drink tea
with out milk.
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 7:28 AM UTC
Waking up
in a strange house
with a ******* strange kitchen
At this time in the morning
the last thing I need is this
playing hide and seek with the fridge
All I want is milk for my tea bag
I did not want to play
lets open all the doors in the place
Am I here
or maybe there
you just had to look
and I was not there
and thats why
now I drink tea
with out milk.
Morning all have a happier day.
LoVe P@ul ***
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