please help me on problem 1 of poetry.


Today was just the very worst,

I should have known it from the first;

I tossed and turned and had bad dreams,

then couldn't find my favorite jeans;

I left my homework on my floor,

then banged my knee on my front door;

I had to ride the smelly bus;

Oh, stop, you'll say—what's all the fuss?

But here's the cause of my dismay:

This all took place on my birthday.


1.

You would most likely find this poem in a book entitled


Celebrate! How to Throw a Birthday Party

Dark Horizons: Scary Poems for Scary Times

The History of Birthdays in South America

Tough Times: Poems for When You Feel Blue