Harry Is Late Poem by Charnjit Patialvi
Harry Is Late
Harry, Harry! Why are you late?
I went to bed very late,
Then I got up too late,
I had missed my breakfast too,
When I rushed for school bus,
I missed the bus too.
Mom was angry,
Papa was angry,
Kids teased me,
“Harry is late. Harry is late.”
I stood with hanging head, My eyes were wet.
I am sorry, I am sorry , it is lesson to me ,
I will never be late again.
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