Meg's First Poem

Tonight, shortly before bed, Meg sat down beside me and, out of the blue, uttered what certainly sounded like a two-line poem. I've no idea if she meant it to rhyme, or what prompted it, but this is what she said:

"Until the morning I'll sit on this chair,
Sad and worried, I don't care."

Not very uplifting, but there it is. :)