Morning
Mornings are evil,
I wish to destroy my alarm clock,
(I wonder if you can be sent to jail fo premediated murder of an alarm clock,
Note to self, look it up,)
Mine doesn't even make that irritating beeping noise,
(it learned something from the previous one)
But yet it still insists that I get up,
but now at least to music,
People say sunrises are worth it,
Give me a sunset any day.
I am tired and cranky,
And not allowed to go back to sleep.
Stop this torture now,
We should remove mornings from the roster.
getting up is over rated anyway.
you don't need to be on time.
Sleep sounds nice.
Copyright © Natalie Lekang | Year Posted 2006
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