The alarm pierced my dreams
and reined me back into reality
Neck sore and back stiff
my hand, unsure but determined,
searched for the alarm clock
to silence its fury
Opening my eyes, I could see
nothing but gray shapes
that would've reminded me of
monsters when I was little
Yawning, my face scrunched
and I opened my mouth
baring two rows of teeth
resembling a mighty lion
complete with crazy mane
But this lion was not ready
to face the day, that awful day
called Monday
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