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About This Poem
Sunday Slack Attack
Wouldn't you know it
don't tell me you don't ever
feel this way
after lunch, particularly
on Sundays
I find motivation lacking
just want to veg out
even have a sleep
but usually the phone rings
just when you're in
that limbo state
where the mind lets go
and the daydream ideas flow
good and odd inspiration
for poems
off the wall
the doorbell
jolts you
back to reality
ahm
where was I
or where am I
oh yeah
this is my
Sunday Slack Attack.
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