I can’t get today the right way up !
I make up my pup,
I groom my snack,
I feed my rucksack,
I text the hens,
I brush my friends,
I bin the chores,
I dress the floors,
I love Monday morning,
(Normally I’m mourning)
I don’t annoy my mother,
I get along with my brother,
That’s the type of day I feared,
As it really is very weird.
By Eleanor 🙂
