meerfall wondered in.
"a bar full of charactors,
many are not actors,
many from cartoons,
in this bar coloured maroon,
I see many killers,
many are thrillers,
I see bill gates,
many know each other as mates,
all i came for is milk,
as delious as silk,
if there is a bar fight,
i'm sure it will go on into the night."
meerfall went up to the bar and sat on the stool,
"chocolate moo-moo milk and don't skip on the chocolate"