Is time an ememy or friend
It brings bad and good to an end
The one thing that you cannot stop
Is time's match like a ticking clock
I have a hunch it's time for lunch
To chew to chomp swallow and munch
At waiting I'm still a beginner
I struggle to wait for dinner
If I can't wait I'll take a date
Next time my loot's a piece of fruit
A glass of water helps me wait
Weigh myself in my birthday suit
Open the fridge, I look for tea
A host of food is calling me
Until I see the warning clock
Slam the fridge door, this search must stop
My brain and tummy, dad and mummy
Fight over who will win this time
This time I'll see which one will win
And fight off hunger writing rhyme.
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