Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Good Morning

When the sun came out

I was already soaked

my socks were damp

I was shivering

When I arrived at school

you greeted me

“Isn’t it a beautiful morning?”

In reply

I smacked

the coffee out of your hand.

1 comment:

graham said...

cut "in reply" and you've got a no-edits-needed winner.