Spilled Milk

I spilt some milk
and watched it flow
out of my hands
onto my sheets
onto the floor

It soaked everything white
soaked through the blankets
soaked through the books
even soaked through the night

It then made a sticky mess
that promised bad luck,
bad sheets and blankets,
bad shoes in a white muck

So I did the next best thing
and put out the milk
as they put out the fire,
poured to my heart’s desire

The shoes were saved
so were the blankets and sheets
all that remained was bad luck
and a little bit of mischief

Image Courtesy : Jafar Rehman at https://thecrookedmind.wordpress.com

Thanks mate 🙂 


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