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