Grounded Anyways
Every morning i'm thouroughly shaken,
Screamed and yelled at,
And rudely awakened.
Pushed and prodded,
i'm finally dressed,
Tied and booted into the bus I'm thrust.
On my back a heavy load,
Staggering under the weight I plod,
I just look nine decades old!!
Into my class I finally walk,
My teacher yells and ters me apart,
Oh what a great start!!
Wrong uniform..homework not done,
she writes a note, with her red pen,
My evening is ruined no more fun,
I'm grounded again!!
I know my mom!!!