Hailee Pickering

A poem about school.

Early morning alarms, Year 7, set for 6.00AM Year 8, set for 6.30AM Year 9, set for 7.00AM Now we don’t set alarms, Some are still awake from the previous night Others moan and grumble and the sound of a text message alerting them that it’s “9o’clock, Where the hell are you?” Routine proves right, […]

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