28 December 2012
I dropped my iPhone in the toilet, Oh well, At least I didn't boil it! I watched it fall and make a splash, I'm angry, It cost me so much cash.
My mother yelled, My father sighed. The tension couldn't be denied.
I apologized, Told them it was my fault, The looks they gave me made me think about joining a cult.
We put my baby in a bag of rice, Hoping it would take out all the things that weren't nice. It has to stay there for 24 hours, My day has been oh-so-very sour.
So I decided to write this poem, hoping that I won't need to buy a new phone. I'm trying hard to lighten the mood, So happy holidays to all of you.
This Actually Happened • Opuss № I