Hai eberybody. I know you hab been wondering how I am, I’m doing ok! It’s up and down, but I’m on an upswing right now. While I was getting my medisin last night I made up a new poem. It goes like dis:
There once was a red balloom
who was nice to all in the room
then a window was opened
and a breeze sucked him out
he floated to his inevitable doom.
Dis is actually more ob a cautionary tale. If you hab balloom friends, you should hold their hands if you go to parties.