Usually I wake up at 6 in the morning.
I rubbed my eyes & looked at my clock.
I was deeply surprised. I sunk into a shock.
It said it was 8. 8:00 in the night!
It was 8 PM such a beautiful sight.
I missed the bus! There's NOT any sorrow.
Then my mother walked in & said, "Have a good Sunday tomorrow."
So I waisted my Saturday sleeping in bed.
When these thoughts of my Saturday fell into my head.
I found it was a nightmare & I exclaimed "Phew!"
Then I glanced at my clock . . . And found out . . . It's true!
--Stockton Smith
1 comment:
You spelled "wasted" wrong. It is not w-a-i-s-t-e-d.
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