Slambang Busy Poem by Ar Y. Sekuar

Slambang Busy



Slambang busy,
texts and calls,
I'm getting dizzy.

A dinner at eight,
I will be late.
A meeting at three
don't wait for me.

I love that book,
it's really smart.
Can't read it though
work way too hard.

They need me there.
If I'm not there
they will just stall.
The sky will fall.

I love you girl
I love that book
I'm slambang busy.
I'm off the hook.

Friday, December 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: busy,time
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