Daily Routine: Nine O'clock in the Morning

December 18, 2008
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When nine o'clock arrives
Everything becomes chaos
Brush my teeth
Brush my hair

Pack my bags
Pack my lunch
Eat my bread
Eat my bacon

Uh-oh! Hear comes the yellow bus
Over the little hill
My mom screaming
"Hear it comes! Run!"

I grab my bags
I grab my luch
I open the door
And I run.

Through the morning air
Through the morning sunlight
I make it on the bus
With the door closing right behind me.

With a sudden relief
I pick my spot
I say hi to my friends
I say hi to the bus driver

But one thing I never forget is
Giving my mom the waving goodbye
It it wasn't for her
I would never have made it.





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