There once were some cows eating grass
and their stomachs produced lots of gas.
Now, believe it or not,
the planet’s real hot
and I don’t think that we’re gonna last.
Drey Writes. Draw Draws. Drey Sleeps.
There once were some cows eating grass
and their stomachs produced lots of gas.
Now, believe it or not,
the planet’s real hot
and I don’t think that we’re gonna last.
I art and eat and draw and sleep and cry and rhyme. I consume too much pizza and—by all rights—should be dead, but I haven't gotten around to it. Procrastination saved my life. View more posts
