He Forgot

7 0'clock, the time has come,
To go to school till the day is done.
Put on your uniform, clean shirt and tie,
Rush downstairs for your morning fry.
You get downstairs, you cook bacon and toast,
And make your sandwiches from yesterday's roast.
Your face full of food you look out it's Grey.
You look at the calendar, today is Saturday!

John-Henri Constantin 3B.

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