Happy Klutz Poem by Star Dust

I got out of bed,
Feeling the new day,
Feeling what could be done,
How I could change and have fun,
I broke my comb,
As I was brushing my hair,
I ripped a hole in my new jeans,
As I was twirling to the stairs,
I slipped on the stairs,
Fell right down,
Busted up laughing,
When I saw someone was watching
I got myself up,
And brushed myself off,
And told my daddy he didn’t need to,
Didn’t need to wax the wood in our house everyday,
Then I smiled and sat myself down,
Poured myself some milk,
I missed the cup,
And the waterfall fell onto the ground,
I giggled again,
And wiped the mess up,
I popped a piece of bread in,
Then forgot about it and let it burn,
Then dropped my books on the way outside,
I ran a red light,
And then missed my first class,
For I was daydreaming in the commons,
I got sent down to ISS,
For laughing when the teacher,
When the teacher spelled ‘spelling’ wrong,
I then went home with a smile on my face,
For I may be immature and clumsy,
But at least I’m happy and witty.