(THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM)

I stole my daughter's eggo and I paid.
I no longer mess with her because I'm afraid.
When I took her eggo, she put super glue in the honey.
The fork got stuck to my tongue and it wasn't funny.
I pulled and pulled at the fork until I accidentally ripped out my tongue.
I didn't think that an eggo would mean so much to a person so young.
I took her eggo again and she got a red hot coal out of the fireplace.
She put it down my pants and I screamed so loud that it could be heard in space.
When I took my daughter's eggos, she got meaner and meaner.
I got her eggos and I also got a deep fried wiener.
I never thought I'd be treated so badly by someone who is kin.
If I live to be a hundred, I'll never steal her eggo again.