I swear I hate that sound
I feel like smashing my clock
On the ground.
It comes up with this bellish ring
Early in the A.M. jing.
It does this everyday
Lazy or forgetful
I refuse to give it away.
I jerk from my deep slumber
To answer the call of my sleep robber
Away and away from dreamland
Back and to reality's hand.
©seyi
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