Bad Day

I spotted a green thing

That was making some kind of noise.

I went closer to it

To see what it was.

But it bit me on my bare foot.

I felt really bad.

Then the sun rose,

but went back down.

After that I tried to dance,

But I couldn't do it.

Suddenly, I realized I was going

To have a bad day.

 © 2001 Karisma Govan