tantrums

I sleep at night and very sound but as soon as 8 roles by. I hear a noise. oh, oh joy. its a tantrum that is why.

so I continue my sleep, oh boy its joy. I sleep until I can't. only because I hear a noise. (I think their doing this on purpase.)

so I get on up, not saying a word. trying to hold it in. I do my usual wake up ruteen and this is what happens.

later I relise I can't win, I just can't get them to see. in my mind I have a tantrum. hey, I have to let it be.

later I give up, and just go to bed earlier. but I can't sleep past 5, man this is getting.... uh..... well.... curlier?

as you can see, this poem is not going any where at all. o.k. sure it has some rymes, but I'm sure it won't quallify in the ball. (the ball being the contest)

now I'm done, oh thank heven. this thing just can't go straight. but as you can see from this poem... tantrums are very annoying.....

R.M.