Glass Milk Jugs

by Connie   Jul 9, 2006


When young our milk was delivered right to the house
"Watch the milk jugs on your way out", Mom would say.
I remember us yelling, "We know ~ We will!" (oh yeah ~ right!)
Darn if one or more of us wouldn't knock some over.

One would think we would have learned
Or that Mom would have moved them, but...
NOOO ~ week after week it would happen
Crash ~ Glass Breaking ~ oh, Not Again!

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