The day is long and fraught with woe and toil too!
I’d rather stay in bed, the warmth surrounding me,
the winter far away, which fits me perfectly.
I’d rather stay entombed in bed than grab a shoe
and slap it on my aching feet. I’d rather snooze
than rinse my mouth and eat my food and brush my teeth.
When getting out of bed a chill embraces me.
I’d rather keep it waiting for another fool.
Alas, alas, alas – my damn alarm persists again!
Annoying me, I cannot sleep and thus I wake.
I greet the world, so wicked, and the chill of course,
so bitter, boiling in my freezing rage and clothes.
And walking to my bus, which everybody loathes,
I scream and throw a nasty tantrum, ‘till I’m coarse.
makes me want to curl up under a warm blanket.
ReplyDeleteJust wait until that "alarm" is a crying baby. No snooze button.
ReplyDelete...or two crying children :)
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