I Think I
Might Have a Problem
By
Matthew Risting
There is
a pop that’s better than the rest,
The
nectar of the gods is Mountain Dew.
No other
pop can ever pass the test,
They
will have to compete for number two.
Some say
that I’m addicted to the pop,
Because
I have one every single day.
I almost
proved to them that I could stop,
Ten
hours later then I said no way.
I was
okay until the afternoon,
I’m not
sure what transpired after that.
I
started acting kind of like a loon,
I know I
said: “Biv kleev a rountan yat.”
Don’t
ask me what that means ‘cause I don’t know.
I just ran
out of Dew, I better go.

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