33 A Bad, Bad, Bad Day! ! ! Poem by Athul KrishnaA
33 A Bad, Bad, Bad Day! ! !
I was coming home after a bad day at school
I forgot the pencil-box,
And brought the social text
Wth the maths-note
The current went off just as I
Entered the steps of my house
And had to eat dry bread as
There was no food in the house,
The current came
Just when I sat to study,
Everything went wrong that day for me
And I would call that day
A BAD BAD BAD day! ! !
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