Some days I crack my eyes and wonder
Why is this thing yelling at me?
Telling me to rise ,
Get out of my warm, cozy nest
Go to work!
Then my hand finds the snooze
…Bliss…
For the next 9 minutes.
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08 Sep 2014 Leave a comment
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Some days I crack my eyes and wonder
Why is this thing yelling at me?
Telling me to rise ,
Get out of my warm, cozy nest
Go to work!
Then my hand finds the snooze
…Bliss…
For the next 9 minutes.
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