Sun up
Lids open
Covers removed
My thoughts start racing
I think one cheated
Steroids I presume
First place: the thought of concern
For I overslept my class
Hunger
Stole second
Resulting in
1 and 1/2 Poptarts
And a steak and cheese Hot Pocket
Forgetfullness
Tripped rememberance
And completed the race
Rendering me helpless
To attend my second class
Wearing a onesie
Goggles
And carrying a duck
Which might
Or might not
Have been stolen
Stupidity dove across the finish line
Provoking me to pour
Syrup into my mug
And milk onto my
Waffles that I am currently attempting to eat
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3 comments:
you must have come up with that yesterday morning when you knew that I couldn't eat anything all day :)
Bring it duder, I like your style, that was cash money.
other than the onesie...this all seems too familiar :/ many a breakfast has been sabotaged by stupidity.
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