Late
by Mr. Unknown
Alarm beeps
Press snooze
Alarm beeps again
The world’s most annoying sound
Not a lull, a harsh startle
You win
The clock will lose
So, once more
You press snooze
You jump out of bed
Like a bullet from a gun
Glance at the time
The day has long ago begun
You turn on the shower
Finish in several minutes
Dress in your clothes
No time for breakfast
this day blows
You run to the car
Sporting unties shoes
This all started from you
Or give the blame
To the damn button, snooze
As the car whirrs to life
You remember something you need
“Oh no, my coat!”
Needed for later
On a chilly winter’s eve
You bolt to the house
Slipping on fresh, morning frost
Regain for position
But your coat remains lost
You frantically search
In every crevice of the house
But a coat is one thing
Your house is hair
And your coat is a louse
You finally find it
Sitting with ten million things on the rug
Such as your unused coupons
And an unwashed coffee mug
Now it’s back to the car
At speed of top notch
As you open the door
It smacks you in the crotch
You howl in pain
And say a few curses
Before franticly driving away
Out the driveway your car lurches
You are late
