Daily Routine (Bad Poetry Slam)

Go to bed at eleven

Wake up at seven

Go to the sink

Then look at the mirror  and blink

 

Brush my teeth

Brush my teeth

 

Gargle some crest

Now I’m minty fresh

But I still smell

Not a perfume I would sell

 

Take a shower

Take a shower

 

But what to wear

I’ll wear something to get a stare

I guess I’ll be bold

Wear my mom’s clothes to look old

 

Hurry! Get dressed

Hurry! Get dressed

 

So that’s how my morning goes

Getting ready to see my foes

That just goes to show

My list of things in a row

 

Daily routine

Daily routine

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