Poetry in morning

Alarm clock rocks,
Hop out the bed minus one sock,
Down the stairs I jog,
Have a hot shower,
Create a little bathroom fog,
The front door knocks,
Oh no it's not,
(It was just the postman),
I heard the letters drop...
Not enough cream so I scrape what's left out of the top,
Put on my jumper,
I put on my watch,
Pull up my trousers,
My belt I notch,
Out the door,
I twist the key in the lock,
"Perfect timing indeed" I think to myself,
As I walk off looking down at my G-shock...


Joshua, TCC