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The clock has struck,
it is time to go.
Into the car
and onto the road.
On the freeway
going so slow,
swearing and cursing
at the spectacle show.
Through the door,
and into your class
all you can do
is ask:
"Do tell me,
am I late?
For if I am
that i will hate."
Alas, and woe
you are on time!
And with that been said
you begin to shine!
And in the class
you beam as it may pass
but then class ends....
and - oh me, oh my, alas
you are late to class!! stressed
- by LUNARISxNOUS |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/20/2008 |
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- Title: Late
- Artist: LUNARISxNOUS
- Description: I got bored and started writing a poem about me and my tardiness for school. i know that it's kind of random but i worked pretty hard on it... please be nice, but i can deal with your meanness
- Date: 12/20/2008
- Tags: school class late
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Chocolate Chuu - 02/14/2010
- Good poem smile
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- xXsecret_artistXx - 03/14/2009
- lol love the poem. i never get on time for any of my classes.
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- Bunny Cannon - 12/20/2008
- Of course you'd write something like this. You're late every GOD DAMN DAY!! good tho... wink
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