Paid my fare
At the clock I stare
tick tock tick tock
tick tick tock
7:29 running late
hating the time I wait
Please please please
Come On lets go
Mr. Driver speed it up
Please don't wait at every stop
Mother said " it's your fault."
You always get up so very late
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A Musings
PoetryA collection of my random thoughts written as they come to me.. in the form of poems or short stories. The Musings of a wandering soul..
