I once had a couch named Greg

That's right; a couch

A couch named Greg

It was a wonderful spend

Plush cushions,

Comfy seats,

And popcorn everywhere to eat!

But then Greg gave me some bread

And I said,

"Why bread, Greg? What happened to the popcorn I used to have?"

And Greg said,

"You ate all the corn, dear wonderful Quinn. That's the sandwich you forgot to eat the day before."

And I gasped, but not because I forgot of the sandwich;

GREG ACTUALLY DARED TO GIVE ME COUCH FOOD!

Now Greg is in my fire, crackling merrily

As I sat in my chair, sipping hot cocoa

Ah, Greg;

I miss you so, but what a wonderful tale you give!

If you recognize this from somewhere else and accuse me of plagiarism, I must tell you that I did write this, but I copy and pasted it from another account I have on a different writing site.