Today is a very boring day.
There is nothing I think I want to do.
There is nothing I feel I want to play.
I think the volcano down the street just blew.

I try to cover up my yawn.
I try to rub sleep from my eyes.
A spaceship landed on my lawn.
My family is saying their goodbyes.

They are making too much sound.
I get up, and enter without a knock.
I yell, I scream, I bound.
To get them to stop.