Alarm

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Sound the alarms,
for its time to wake.

Why??
You may ask?

Well, because we were given a task.

A task to arise,
early it seems.
But we're faced with demise,
as we quickly get up and zoom like we're flies.

Do you know why?
Well...
because I had school today!
I so happened to wake late,
so now I had to move without debate.

I rushed to class,
ready to hear screams galore.
But would you look at that,
my head fell on the floor.

Barely touching the door.

In pain,
I still rushed.
Hopping down stairs as quickly as drizzling rain,
wondering where I felt the pain.

That did not matter though,
for I finished quickly.
And in record time, I wasn't even slow,
and before you know,
I  was on my computer,
ready to somehow grow.

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