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About This Poem
When am I going to go to bed
Lord when am I going to go to sleep?
You won’t let me
I just keep sitting here writing poems
To the wee morning
I guess you know what you are doing
I will be so tired tomorrow
But I don’t care
As you should know
And you know better than I do
So I will leave it up to you
And sitting here writing poems for you
Obeying
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