I made this poem in 10th grade. I wrote it how I would talk.
Oh my God! I’m gonna be late!
I didn’t brush my hair!
I didn’t take a shower!
Why didn’t anybody wake me up?!
My dress ain't pressed,
And I can’t find my shoes!
I can’t find my contacts!
Where is my veil?!
My bouquet of flowers?
Is the cake ready?
The bride’s maid’s dresses better be lookin’ right!
Who is doing my makeup?
Is the limo ready for tonight?
Move it! I have to go to my wedding!
I can’t believe that my own friends
Forgot about my wedding!
I hate this!
I hate y’all!
I hate . . . . What?
What did you say?
The wedding is tomorrow?
Oh.
You know I love y’all!
