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Mar 2013
My alarm clock and I do not get along
Every morning I roll over and see that it is 5:30
That ******* is screaming at me
I argue with him for a bit
I get nowhere
He is a clock
He doesn't talk or listen
But I try
I tell him to slow down
I plead with him to go back in time
He just sits there
No response
Time goes too fast
I just want things to slow down
But the clock doesn't care
Someday, maybe someone will invent a clock that cares
I impatiently await that day
I will be there with bells and whistles
But my alarm clock does not care
and we do not get along
Matthew P Beron
Written by
Matthew P Beron  LaCrosse, WI
(LaCrosse, WI)   
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   --- and Elizabeth Squires
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