Life is short and unpredictable
Life can be happy,
But it can also be miserable.
We’ll never know when Our time may come.
People do different things when they are bored.
Some might sing, some might dance,
Some might even do chores!
But I do something very different
She’s tiny, but mean,
She’s always in between.
She’s active, she’s cruel,
She’s really barbaric.
T’was the night before Christmas, and all was quiet...
Nothing was stirring, not even a riot.
Then down the chimney he fell,
And not a single word did he yell.
My father comes home late at night
Darkness all around him, blinding his sight.
The sound of heavy feet climbing the stairs,
Down the hallway we shoot our glares.
People can be nosy,
People can be quiet.
Some might not bother,
Some might start riots!
I bet from the title
You’d think holidays are fun.
But not for me.
In my case, I’d run!
Wrinkly and tired
You rest in your bed.
Free from your jobs,
And peace fills your head.
Everyday is just brand new,
And yet we live it like we’ve got no clue.
We wake up in the morning,
And just let the day go by…