Wednesday, September 04, 2019

A Random Lunchtime Creation by Grace, Jasmin, and Aiden

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to one
And really want just to have some fun
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to two
And you find a cockroach living in your shoe
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to three
And you fell down the stairs and bruised your knee
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to four
And you hear someone knocking on the front door
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to five
And you just feel completely alive
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to six
And you find your living room covered in sticks
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to seven
But you misread the clock and you think it's eleven
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to eight
And you find there's a monkey dancing on the gate
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You brushe your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to nine
And you find your river has turned into brine
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to ten
And your pet bird talks, saying she's a wren
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to eleven
And you misread the clock (again!) and think it's seven
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the morning and it's quarter to twelve
And you find your little brother on top of your shelf!
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch

When you wake up in the afternoon and it's quarter to one
Well it's not morning anymore, so our fun is done
You brush your teeth
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch
You run and scream
Ch-ch-ch,ch-ch-ch-ch!

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