I Cloned Myself on Friday Night

　　I cloned myself on Friday night.

　　By Saturday at three

　　my clone had made another clone.

　　They both looked just like me.

　　They walked like me and talked like me.

　　They acted like me too.

　　They wore my clothes and used my stuff

　　and did the things I do.

　　But worst of all they made more clones

　　who then made even more,

　　and soon my house was overrun

　　and I was getting sore.

　　They wouldn't do my homework,

　　clean my room or make my bed.

　　They wouldn't wash the dishes

　　or do anything I said.

　　Instead they sat and watched TV

　　and played computer games.

　　They ate up all my favorite snacks

　　and called each other names.

　　And now they like to stay up late

　　and keep me wide awake.

　　My life is wrecked, but still I hope

　　you'll learn from my mistake.

　　Don't ever try to clone yourself.

　　But, if you ever do,

　　you'd better hope your clones are not

　　exactly just like you.