School Morning

by NytherHerenorTher The hooded poet   Dec 28, 2006


Gotta hurry up, gotta make the bus,
cause I know if I don,t mom'll make a fuss
The time is waning, patience draining, got to everything in the right place
Where'd I put my socks, and were is my cap, so many things to do, I've made a mishap
Got to brush my teeth, have to get past,
know if I don't I'm going to be the last
It's 7:18, I think I'm almost through, but wait hold up, where's my others shoe
Oh, no way, it's 7:24, mom I'll see you later, I'm headed out the door
OK honey I'll see you later on, wait a minute honey you forgot to put your coats on
Yes I'm in time, the bus is just stopping,
if I'm going to make it I better get hopping
Man, I made the bus again,
doing this everyday is nothing but a sin

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