The Worst Morning Ever
One morning when I am dreaming
My two brothers are beaming
the flashing lights It looks like day in
my room My room was also as loud as a concert
The radio was talk like never before
BOOM! I wake up like a bome wet off
I ask them to turn it off then they didn’t
So the told my dad and he her it and they got in trouble
Then when I was going back to beb an my
alarme went off then i had to go to school
This was the worst morning ever
Copyright © Darren Moore | Year Posted 2008
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