6 days ago I felt sad.
5 days ago I felt mad.
4 days ago I felt bad.
3 days ago I felt glad.
2 days ago I felt rad.
Yesterday I was a grad,
And today I’m going to change my pad.
This one really cold morning I was born in an igloo. I was born in a parka, and
that’s why I’m a Kuggie!
When I was five my parents told me I have to drink: it was their tradition. Man,
it was rough, me a five year old drinking…but, it’s my tradition.
At the age of seven I got used to drinking 60s and 40s everyday, and I wouldn’t
even have that bad a hangover.
The rest of my life I spent drinking booze like water, with a good taste to it.
At the age of fifteen, I died.