Ugh, winter, the worst season
The one that does not approve of my pleasin'
Yeah, snow days are great
But they give me my fate
I know this might sound crazy
But I hate being lazy
People spend all day inside
Under blankets they hide
Or people spend all day outside throwing snow
Or do nothing with nowhere to go
I'd rather spend the day doing homework
On my face- a smirk
Knowing that my work will be done by the time due
And watch everyone else rushing to finish it through
Winter, oh winter
Why must you be here now?
That's it for this week's blog
I close this poem with a frown.
(BY the way, this poem is not about me.)
(BY the way, this poem is not about me.)
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