Warning to My Friends

Warning to My Friends

Before you choose to be my friend,
I need to say to you:

My grandpa likes to belly dance
while making chicken stew.

My aunt recites The Bill of Rights
and has a horse tattoo.

My brother tends to always smell
a bit like kangaroo,

And my dad owns a pink row boat
and keeps it in full view.

We're always running low on milk
and chips and tape and glue.

It's never really normal here.
I sleep in a canoe.

You sure you want to be my friend?
These things won't bother you?

Not at all. It sounds like fun!
Like going to the zoo.

Miller Wicks