A Crooked Mug
A crooked mug hung on the wall, hanging left, could it fall? Why left on the hook and not to the right? A mug like the others, it fit in, but not quite. Hanging free but awkwardly, his teacher wondered why it would be. Is this necessary? I’m calling his parents, I need a reason, I hope they share it. Well Miss, here it is, the crooked mug, here it sits. Can you tell me why your son is different?…