Why do we crib?
Why is cribbing irresistible?
Why is it that we long to crib at times and we hate listening to other’s crib?
Is cribbing bad? If yes, then why? If no, then I can go ahead. 😀
crib crib crib
like a baby soils its bib
whine whine whine
a stitch in time doesn’t always save nine
shout shout shout
don’t just sit and show that pout
cry cry cry
don’t wonder, always ask WHY
Woohoo! I know it doesn’t make any sense. I didn’t even intend to.
Have you been wondering why I have been writing nonsense, weird, and funny stuff these days? I’m kinda demotivated these days. I need a life. Do you have it??