Adventures In Childrearing

Mad Max and the Thunderdome Matinee at the brand new cine money for tickets but little else Indeed we had not any my purse the repository Each a burger and coke finding the theater empty Look it's ours,in union spoke Finding a tier of few chairs Simultaneously we plopped Only to find them unbolted to floor As our secreted foodstuffs we dropped Onions flagrantly scenting the air Our toes to the ceiling Without any flair cans of coke rolling away without care Hurriedly jumping to feet Scrambling contraband to secrete Cat back in the bag before usher arrived Offering free popcorn, SAAWEET.