As I lay in my bed

Hay! It's me zoobie! This is a poem I wrote this morning.

As I lay in my bed,
I wonder about what I did.

Should I have yelled at my brother Ted?
Should I have done such a high bid?

Why did I spill all that led?
(On my sisters head?)

Now that my wondering is done.
A new day will be won.

Maybe if I do it right
I won't wonder so much tonight.
-zoobie