And then i opened the book,
all my mind's power that action took;
soon after i noticed a lizard climbing up the hook,
and as the wind flew,the little leaf by my window shook..
what time would it be, should i take a look?
4pm,feeling a little hungry,perhaps time to eat and cook?
stomach fulfilled,now i sense some sleep creeping along the nook.
6pm,woke up to the alarm sound imitating a cock.
wonder what is going on inside the television block?
its a show i've never seen,but still it mocks the clock!
8pm,and i suddenly remember my long forgotten textbook,
staring at me accusingly and asking,'why did u make me a laughingstock'?
