My Stupid AB Rhyme

I get up early

And set my hair curly

I brush my teeth

A thought to eat

It’s ONLY seven!!!!

Oh God! I swear to heaven.

To break my fast

I cook at last.

Computer switched on

Poof! The lights gone.

The UPS cries,

My energy dies.

I take a shower

I check the hour

Off to office I go,

My work – well I know

I work the day

And rest ! Nay !

The clock’s five thirty

I leave, still hearty.

Back home

I sit alone

I think a bit

Between my lips a cigarette lit.

Or maybe I watch

A movie or a match

Or a poem, down I pen

As silly thoughts rain

And in my empty head they chime

Following a stupid AB AB rhyme.

So, I stop.

About the empty room I hop

For I have no work

And none to talk

After a while I dine

And go to bed a little later nine

And dream about a morn

Of a different alarm’s horn

Hoping to see something new

But I guess that’s not yet due

So, no complains for the wait

I have patience for the late.

P.S. : An example of killing time.