7:30 AM

[Bananadon]

Ring, Ring.
The alarm clock's mechanism reverberates;
An army of sound, Intent on attacking
My ear drum's morning defences, lacking.
The troops quickly rally,
As the tumult, heard early,
Echoes through my ear.

Clink, clink.
Ear-drum warriors surge together,
Ready to embrace the banshee's shriek,
At the 7:30 AM battle of earlobe creek.
All eyes burn with hatred,
as swords and shields are raised -
All hearts, spilling with valour.

Seconds away,
Sweat drips;
In the wake of the day,
Here comes the blitz!

Suddenly, nothing.
"He must've snoozed it,
Regroup for the onslaught of 7:45 AM!"