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It's not a good day,
I'll have to regroup,
I feel like I have,
a shark in my soup.

It's one of those days,
when everything's wrong,
a lion has roared,
and ruined my song.

I went for a walk,
and tore my new suit,
I might as well have,
a snake in my boot.

And later at work,
It wasn't by chance,
I felt like there were,
red ants in my pants!

And this afternoon,
when back at my chair,
I felt a baboon,
was recently there.

My pencils were spilt,
my papers misplaced,
I'd guess that a bull,
my office disgraced.

It doesn't end there,
there's more to this tale,
my boss was as mad
as a kill-er whale!

It wasn't my fault,
it's just a bad funk,
like I could have had,
a skunk in my trunk.

So now I am home,
an ache in my head,
I feel like I'll find,
a wolf in my bed.

But I'll pay no mind,
I'm skipping the soup,
I'll send the baboon,
right back to his troupe.

The bull and the ants,
can both take a walk,
regarding my boss;
we'll just have to talk.

I'm taking a break,
I'm ending my day,
tomorrow I'll find,
a different way.
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Poem Info:

1. Written: 12.25.18

2. Written for the "Shark In The Soup" poetry contest on PoetrySoup.com sponsored by Anthony Slausin.

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