Time is Everything
Time is everything like life itself
Time is special not just on the left
Numbers number that’s all we see
And my time on earth is all about me
As this poem goes on I'm gonna tell my story
Why time is everything and not just glory
Hurry Hurry when I'm in a rush
Drink all week so I guess I'm a lush
Classes, books, friends, and sleep
With so little time I barely eat
But that’s not it that’s not what makes me mad
When I'm doing absolute nothing the time just dreads
24 hours yeah that’s what they said
Monday through Sunday I'm looking ahead
365 this guy still alive
52 weeks and I still cant be beat
But let me stop right there knowing I don’t have much time
Because this was just a poem I said to some friends of mines.
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