School events are almost always IRONIC.
QUIRK OF FATE
By:THERESA ELEANOR PAANO
STUDIED MY NOTES ALL NIGHT, ALL DAY
TILL I COULDN’T SUPRESS THE YAWN
I WAS ABOUT TO HIT THE HAY
BUT NOTICED ‘TWAS ALREADY DAWN
AND THEN THE ALARM TONE WENT ON
BUT IT SEEMS IT’S STILL SO EARLY
THOUGHT OF HITTING THE SNOOZE BUTTON
THEN I SAW ‘TWAS SEVEN THIRTY
RUSHED ALL THE WAY TO THE SIXTH FLOOR
BREATHLESS, DEAD BEAT, GASPING FOR AIR
GRABBED THE KNOB TO OPEN THE DOOR
AND SAW MY TEACHER’S NOT YET THERE
CONFIDENT THAT I’LL FLUNK THE TEST
BECAUSE ALL I DID WAS STUDY
AND FOR A NIGHT OF THREE HOURS REST
I JUST ENDED UP WITH A “D”
WENT HOME FEELING SAD, DISHEARTENED
HOPING THAT THINGS WILL BE OKAY
I WISH THIS QUIRK OF FATE WILL END
LATER OR MAYBE THE NEXT DAY
MY ALARM WOKE ME UP AGAIN
BUT I’M SORT OF EARLY TODAY
I WAS ALL SET TO GO, AND THEN,
I REALIZED IT WAS A SUNDAY.
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