My poor meatball turned into a guy. He rolled out the window & wouldn’t come
back till the sun laid down.
The airplane dumped into the trash can & wouldn’t come back until the 4th of July.
He turned into the sun and wouldn’t come back until the clouds waited up.
But at the end of the day he turned back into a meatball.
Who knew she was so deep?
I’m signing her up to work coffee houses starting next weekend.