The Family Job

by allen niichan

another poem! this one though is an old on not something on top of my head like the other one. anyways this is a poem about... emmm... just read it ok. it's from sam's point of veiw when they where young.

The Family Job

The Family Job

I was late for school today,

The teacher and I had a fight

Since I fell asleep in her class.

All thanks to last night.

The family job

Always get in the way

For example:

Yesterday.

I going on a date

With Marry Shurup

And half way through it

An angry spirit decided to show up.

Of all the places

To be haunted

It had to be

The theater Gaunted.

Doing research and what not

I had to stay up all night

Just to find out someone was summing it

And man did he put up a fight.

I got a few broker ribs

And my lip is swelling up;

But I'm in detention

For something I couldn't help.

Marry Shurup

Thinks I'm a wack.
And when I went up to her

And gave me a slap.

Lucky for me

My family is moving in a day or two

All thanks goes

To the job we do.