Here’s a poem…
It’s not very good…
It was composed in my English class…
Enjoy it’s silliness
Life is so entirely mad!
You wouldn’t believe the times that I’ve had.
In a day my adventures spread broad and spread far,
From meeting with hobos, to killing my car.
Each morning when mother awakes me from snoring,
I pray that my day shall please not be boring,
But when I find myself plopped in class all a-panting,
I recall my dumb prayer, and proceed to some ranting.
“Dear Lord, please forget what what I prayed for this morning!
I’ll be perfectly fine, indeed happy, with boring.”
Have a lovely Monday.