You can't  write a poem about sisters

6:45  as early as can be I am almost
ready and then I hear a car's horn go beep beep
it is my aunt yelling at us to “hurry”
brushing my teeth  I yell almost
7 o'clock because of my sister struggling

The clock hit 7 Tick tock tick tock
the only person not ready is my sister and
she is brushing her hair, I tell her to hurry or
this time we will get in trouble,
we will be late for school now 7 AM

Never ever wake up your sister last
she will be the last one out the door
“be late again my Mom says and you will
be grounded

“The last thing was that
she will never be late again and we
ran as fast as a lion  to get to the bus but
it ways gone in a flash because of the last
time there was 2 other stops we got to the
last stop and she was their forever

We get to the bus and Tina says hi and
we walk to the middle of the bus and sit
the next thing I know we were at the school,
tired and ready for first hour.