Shh

I hate milk.
Its good for me
They say.

Every day
They give me a glass.
Drink it up, they say.

I sulk I pout
It does no good.
They only raise their voices.

Then they try a new tactic,
From a book
(where else?)

They give me a star
For every glass
I down

If I down it
In 5 minutes
I get two!

Now this could work,
I think.
I rub my hands in glee.

I grab the milk
I rush to the sink
Down it goes, I earn two stars

In record speed!