By Saharsh Agarwal
Seminole High School Student Writer
The rooster cries and I wake up
My mother calls and I get going
School awaits, and I don’t keep it waiting
When I’m home, the homework cries,
“hey come here you little guy”
and then I pause, and proceed to sigh,
“Oh well, I guess I’ll play another time.
Then comes the time when I’m finally free
Does it last long? No.
My dad comes in, and he looks at me
Then I go back to working like a bee
Just like that, for the rest of eternity.
