Mornings
I wake up in the morning
Still drowsy and dizzy.
My bed pleads for me to stay
But my mom says get busy.
I look inside my closet
Don’t know what to wear.
Everyone yelling “Pick me!”
Really, I don’t care.
Brush my teeth until they’re shiny
Wash my face with soap.
Giggly, squirmy soap.
This day ends son, I hope.
I hear the beeping of the school bus
Gotta’ run or I’ll be late
Grab my backpack and lunch money
Here comes my unwanted date.
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A Poem, Lyric and Parody Compilation
PoetryThis is a book of poetry, lyrics and parodies that I've written. Most of my poetry is humorous with the occasional long ones. My lyrics are from songs that I've created (mostly in the shower). The parodies are parodies of songs that I've created of...
