My Weekends Suck!

Narrative Poem

MY WEEKENDS SUCK!

 

I WAKE UP IN MY BED

WITH A FEELING OF DREAD

I HATE SUNDAYS

I AWAKEN FOR CLASS

TWO OF THEM: CHINESE AND MATH

I HATE SUNDAYS

I STARE INTO SPACE

AND WITH MY FINGERS I TRACE

THE DESIGNS IN THE TABLE

I HATE SUNDAYS

WHEN MATH IS DONE

IT WASN'T ANY FUN

I HAVE TO GO TO CHINESE

I HATE SUNDAYS

FOR 2 HOURS AND A HALF

I WISH I WAS IN BED

INSTEAD OF MEMORIZING WORDS

I HATE SUNDAYS

BUT UNFORTUNATELY

MY MOM WON'T LET ME

SO THAT'S WHY I SAY...

I HATE SUNDAYS!

 

Author's Note

I don't take Math class or Chinese anymore so my Sundays ROCK now!