am tired. soo soooooooo tired. i haven't slept good all week. except for last night. that was good. my dog kept coming onto my bed right next to my head. and pushing me off the bed. hey. that rhyms. im going to make a poem of my tiredness.
Okay, here goes.
I am so tired,
my brain, is wired.
i havn't slept good all week.
My dog is a blob, my brother's a snob
and the other ones starting to reek.
this poem does't make sense at all
and im still so tired im going to fall
i just had to give the chickens fresh water you see,
they will drink so much that they'll have to go- i think im done.