Sidney Hall Mad Poet Poet Rhyme

Running Late Almost Eight, What Can I Say No Work Today

Dam,
I’m running late
It’s half seven 
Should be at work at eight
 
Brush my teeth
Wash my face
Need a shave
Look a disgrace

I’ll wear last night shirt
Give it a dab with the iron
Few creases gone 
That will do looks fine

Have to have an espresso
With three toast and marmite
Feel the life coming back
Outside looks cold white and bright

Run to the bus stop
It’s five to eight
The boss is gonna kill me
I’ll definitely be late

No busses called a cab
Be here in fifteen this is sad
Standing in this cold
You got to be mad

Cabby’s in a good mood
Singing a song then I hear him say
As I jump out and double money I pay
Merry Christmas, and have a nice day.

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Carol Sunshine Brown July 12, 2010 at 11:45 AM I am enjoying reading everyone's poetry today Sidney. I am so happy yours was amongest them. Hoping you have a wonderful week filled with good health and delightful inspiration. Love, Carol

Poet Destroyer A July 11, 2010 at 12:11 PM well done Sidney, been there done that. But where does the ending come into it..Must be an old poem.. Still and enjoyed with smiles,..p.d.