Running Late

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Waking up you thought still early,
But was even lately.
So you cramp it all,
In a blink of an eye you finished showering.

As fast as thunder you finish cooking yourself a meal,
Though food right now wasn't much appealing.
Getting dress as fast you could,
Next time have your alarm set off good.

Than doing this ever again,
Like a wobbling worm in pain.
Your arms all tied up and loose.
Paddling your feet like a goose.

You're running late for school.
Looking like a maniac and a fool,
Chasing down time.
Ain't even got the time to rhyme.

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