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Author: Red Wasabi
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 06-07-07 - Updated: 06-07-07 - Complete - id:2372896

I tried—unsuccessfully

to make you breakfast.

But I ran out of time.

I'm so sorry.

It's a common problem, you know

—amongst us humans;

Running out of time.

We run this way and that,

up and down

backwards and forwards

We just keep running—I don't think we know how to do anything else.

We run, and run, and run...

Until we've run completely out—of time.

And in to something else.

I don't mean to make up excuses,

I just thought you ought to know why you have no waffles to eat today,

like I said you would.

But tomorrow --I promise.

I will set my alarm earlier, and you will eat waffles.

I will not run out of time--tomorrow.



© Copyright 2007 Red Wasabi (FictionPress ID:569732).


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