Saturday

Saturday

A Poem by streetrose

Shoe laces tangled, running late

Holy carp! It’s ten past eight

Teacher might cause bodily harm

If I once again blame my alarm

Lunch forgotten and breakfast skipped

I suddenly feel rather jipped

For I just realized, to my dismay

I’m not late: it’s Saturday

© 2016 streetrose


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I love it. It made me chuckle and I also know how this feels.

Well done.


Posted 8 Years Ago


I love the rhythm of this poem! I know this feeling all too well! Beautifully executed!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Well done! I love this. I love rhymes that make sense and tell a good short story.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

streetrose

8 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and for your kind words!

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Added on February 29, 2016
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