Poetry

Get Up! (#450)

Why is it so hard to get out of the bloody bed?
It doesn’t help that my eyelids feel like lead,
If only I could just lay here a wee bit longer,
Perhaps my willpower might get stronger?
Who am I fooling besides myself- Get up!
Go and get yourself some tea- a big ole cup!
I need to shake those cobwebs out of my head,
I need to get my ass out of this freaking bed.

Any Thoughts?

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