A/N: As we established before, I'm not the best poet, and this is no
exception. I was inspired to write this when I got my new alarm clock which
is so bright that it doubles as a frigging night light *eye twitch* and I
didn't get much sleep.

8, 9, 10,
The numbers taunt me
Flashing green
In front of me

11, 12, 1,
The numbers haunt me
Never ceasing
In front of me

2, 3, 4,
The numbers tease me
Calling my name
In front of me

5, 6, 7,
Time to get up
I stare at the clock
In front of me

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