What Alarm?

by Jessica Horton aged 10

Every night before bed,
I set my alarm to six,
Then all the goodnights are said,
Then I’ll wake up and eat Weetabix.

But when I wake up in the morning,
Everything is different,
The alarm didn’t work maybe,
And this wasn’t apparent as a baby!

I went downstairs,
And I see my mum,
Standing with two pears,
And I nervously chewed my gum.

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