PerceptioN

Lucky day

Yesterday I read the paper,

I smiled when I read the horoscope,

It said I would have a lucky day,

Full of joy and fortune and hope.

Feeling good, I left for school,

Though I'd forgot a paper that was due.

And then I got a long detention,

Because in math, I just couldn't pay attention.

It wasn't my fault, I tried to protest,

There was a wad of gum under my desk.

It got stuck on my left hand,

and then on my hair's frizzy strands.

Besides I hadn't had lunch before,

I had dropped my food when I was hit by the door.

So I left school bored and black-eyed,

My spirits weren't that high.

On my way back, it began to rain,

And then my head began to pain.

A car drove past and splashed me with puddle water,

Because it knew I was dying to be wetter.

When I finally got home, my mother smirked,

She asked me if my horoscope worked.

I ground my teeth and told her no,

In my day, there had been no joy or hope.

To that she laughed like a retarded seal,

She collected herself enough to squeal,

"My dear precious, genius daughter,

You were reading yesterday's paper."