Tim's Been Slipping Some
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I woke to a tune playing in my head
that was Tim, my mom timed him to wake me.
Tim's a telepathic, implant, module
and till I get up, it won't let me be.
Tim, drop the music, I'm up already
now connect me to my mom... hi, thanks Tim.
Don't bother with breakfast... Tim order some
and then reserve me a spot at the gym.
Hold on mom, dad's trying to talk to Tim
Hey dad...I didn't forget our lunch date.
Did you hear, there's a new upgraded Tim
my birthday’s coming up, it's not too late.
To tell you the truth Tim's been slipping some
if you can't afford it, split it with mom.
(Sonnet)
Mar.8, 2018
Science Fiction - Poetry Contest
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Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018
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