I woke up, can't wait to eat. Got my cereal, boy was I beat. Opened the fridge, and to my dismay. There was no milk, my mother will pay. . I want some milk!. My coffee grows cold. I want some
another love affair. . . 'cause he seemed like a miracle. I ate it up like cereal. But it was something like shrapnel. . . Steady on!. . It's like ten miles of a two-lane. On a south dakota wheat