As I lay cozy, all snug in my bed, I enjoy the imagination inside my head Until I hear racket beside my bed. It's my 5:00 alarm!
I quickly silent you, you annoying alarm. Then we SNOOZE together and let dreams carry on. Enjoying the peace, then I'll be darned; It's my 5:15 reminder!
Now I hush the ringing of my reminder. Ok Alarm, let's put that behind us. Eyes just shut, but here goes that timer It's 7:20. I'm late!!!
(By Demecia Dean)
King Hero of old Syracuse had doubts that made him frown. "Perhaps my goldsmith did not use pure gold to make the crown." Since proof of mischief must be strong to put a thief in collar, The king who feared his judgment wrong called on his science scholar. "Archimedes, friend of old, find me the solution! Is my crown pure solid gold, or is that an illusion?" The scholar's task was serious; he struggled hard with math. His mind was near delirious until he poured his bath. He noticed how the water pushed him up as he stepped in. He thought about it harder as he stroked his bearded chin. "The weight of displaced liquid should always let me know When any golden solid has a density too low!" "Eureka!", he resounded. "I have such a clever mind". Yet his claim was unfounded 'cause he left his clothes behind!