Dear Dad
After school
I made peanut butter and Jelly sandwiches
With my friends
We made square
And triangle pieces
Then we tore off
The ends
We ate them so fast
Not a crumb was spilt
When we got to our last Bite
We realized
We had no milk
We started searching Cabinets
High and low
Where's our milk
Where’d our milk go
Then lo and behold
Up high on a ledge
There was a handle
Hanging right off the Edge
We got our milk down
And passed our milk Around
And then Dad
All I could hear
Was a
Gulp Gulp gulping sound
We were all so glad
We all got to taste
A sign of relief
Milk smiles
Upon our face
So on days like this
Whether your grown
Or just a five-year-old kid
Thank grandma and God For milk
I know we did
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