The first post for grade 7😉
Milly made muddy muffins on Monday,
Mixing milk and mud the messy way,
Miffeling, muffing, making mud to play,
Tossing, shooting, mud-balls as she may;
Many mornings Milly muttered low,
“More milk, more mud it shall go!”
Milly’s mother made her promise no,
Milly agrees and make muffins slow;
Milly has a merry mind,
Making muffins was her kind,
Seeking more mud as she can find,
Ignoring the dock and wasting her time.
Well, this is certainly an interesting poem.