Saturday, 20 September 2014

In the morning,
I promptly fall out of bed
Stand back up
And bump my head
Dive for the alarm clock
To stop its hideous sound
And land on the thumbtacks
I left laying around
Crawl to the bathroom
To change clothes and brush hair
And realize neither clothes nor brush
Are in there
I resort to brushing my teeth
But i can't find the paste
Finally find my homework
Under a pile of cat waste
Go to kill the cat
And he scratches me til i bleed
And as the bus breezes past my window
I say 'Great, just what i need!'
I don't bother with a band-aid
Just grab my bag and head out the door
Screaming at the top of my lungs,
'I don't wanna go to school no more!'
Course, my english teacher overhears this
And chastises my grammar
My blood starts to boil,
and i'm tempted to wham her
But i take a deep breath,
and head to homeroom
And hope that the day'll
be over quite soon.

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