Post from the Past 1: June 7, 2003

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 love
your all alone, you feel like mud
waiting and searching for the one
that makes bathtime so much fun
your sad so much it makes your throat hurt
cast your cares into the late night yogurt...

time passes on the yogurt still stirs
nothing has changed as the dairy just lays
on the spoon, staring at its fatewishing instead it was the plate
seconds pass, along with gas

you are lactose intolerant
this is your late night rant
still so much yogurt to go
the fruit on the bottom is starting to show
stir it mix it be careful what you do
do unto yogurt what you would have yogurt do to you

care free dairy is a thing of the past
the time is ticking your eyes are at half mast
yet the yogurt is there for you to eat and you must do it before you sleep
late night yogurt, a tribulation it is
eat it before it starts to fizz

Bridge:
strawberry, bumble berry, blueberry eww
late night yogurt, there is nothing you can do
just eat it, leave it and feed it to your brother
all this yogurt forced by your mother
late night yogurt it should be a crime
late night yogurt, taste like glue and pine
still so much yogurt to go
fruit on the bottom is starting to show
stir it mix it be careful what you
unto yogurt what you would have yogurt do to you

late 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!