
The first of many posts from former blogs.
This is a poem/song I wrote after my mother forced me to put whey powder into my yogurt and eat it one hot summer night. It was gross.
~Late Night Yogurt~***the following was inspired after an attempt to forcedown nutrition yogurt at 10:30 -11:30 pm...here is my story***sittin around waiting for loveyour all alone, you feel like mudwaiting and searching for the onethat makes bathtime so much funyour sad so much it makes your throat hurtcast your cares into the late night yogurt...time passes on the yogurt still stirsnothing has changed as the dairy just layson the spoon, staring at its fatewishing instead it was the plateseconds pass, along with gasyou are lactose intolerantthis is your late night rantstill so much yogurt to gothe fruit on the bottom is starting to showstir it mix it be careful what you dodo unto yogurt what you would have yogurt do to youcare free dairy is a thing of the pastthe time is ticking your eyes are at half mastyet the yogurt is there for you to eat and you must do it before you sleeplate night yogurt, a tribulation it iseat it before it starts to fizzBridge:strawberry, bumble berry, blueberry ewwlate night yogurt, there is nothing you can dojust eat it, leave it and feed it to your brotherall this yogurt forced by your motherlate night yogurt it should be a crimelate night yogurt, taste like glue and pinestill so much yogurt to gofruit on the bottom is starting to showstir it mix it be careful what you unto yogurt what you would have yogurt do to youlate night yogurt...oh ohhhhhhh...nothing like late night yogurt oh ohhhh....fruit on the bottom is starting to show owwwww late night yogurt...ohhh ohhhhhhhh!