Putting My Feet in the Dirt 29.

Remember the old days when using a bell

Was the only way for someone to tell

When it was time to come in for supper

Or fall out of bed if you’re in the upper …(sorry…but it rhymes…)

Bunk and needed to get up quick

Cause the alarm on the clock decided to stick?

Those were the days when you woke up cranky

From an old bell so clunky and clanky.

The blasted thing never stopped, if it worked

So you were tempted to give it a jerk

Off the shelf and across the room

Hoping to quiet the impending doom

Of rising again to face the fray

Getting up and out, and start your day.


(Lucky for you, the ten minutes is up!)



October Writing Prompts


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