A Poem From My Roommate

Breakfast by Jerry Jiang

Going through the fridge this morning,

and hoping that it wasn't pouring.

I noticed your 4 Activias up on top,

meaning for breakfast you did not stop.

I stood and wondered why you didn't grab it on your way out,

but realized that you were in a rush no doubt.

After all this you're thinking, "So what's the big deal?"

And I can totally understand just how you feel.

I wrote this poem just so i can tell you,

Now you won't be able to Poo.

....

I didn't believe it when my roommate told me he liked to write poems back in highschool. So he sent this to me the next day... Thanks Jerry! Haha.

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