Day 145/366

Mommy came to school one day,
A metal head, one could tell.
She immediately took a liking for me,
We were roomies who shared our bed.

Called me Duckie out of randomness,
Had a head bath once a week,
Tejal Johri was the most killer friend
To have joined RV at that stage.

Of long noses & morning walks,
And crispy illi Maggi,
Our conversations never have run dry
Unless the other's fallen asleep.

Random poem. But it had to be written. Happy Birthday, Mommy! :D