“Mom I can’t find my sneakers,”
I yelled, being tired looking for it.
“Your screeching is hurting my ears,”
Replied, mom at the end of her wit.
“How can you lose it every time?
in just a six roomed house.”
“I can’t help it mom, my sneakers
are literally sneakier than a mouse.”
“I put them on the shelf this morning,
and now they are nowhere in sight.”
“Now you only tell me mom,
Where can those sneaky sneakers hide?”
