Bad Timing


Bad Timing

My watch is broken
so I can't tell the time.
I don't know if it's midnight
or quarter past nine.

I don't know if I'm eating
my dinner or lunch.
I don't know if I should be
in bed or at brunch.

I've broken my watch
and I haven't a clue
what in the world
I'm supposed to do.

What time could it be?
I hope that it's three
because that's when my favorite cartoon's
on TV.

I think I hear school bells
and if that's the case,
I'm in the right time
but in I'm in the wrong place!

(C) 1998, Arden Davidson

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