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To many of us, well, for sure, for me...
Getting up in the morning
is a most unpleasant daily chore,
You didn't sleep well, if at all...
with worries through the night...
Or, if you're a PoetrySoup addict,
you're like a drug addict for
a computer screen...
Life was so mush simpler, almost
pastoral, in the 50's and 60's
But your life has it's costs
You have responsibilities-
Be it a job, care for kids,
or maybe a Dr. appointment,
or chores you have to face,
maybe, like me, you put
them off; excuses are easy
to manufacture....
But one thing is very basic...
You Do Not Want To Get Out Bed!!!
Ya' wanna' sleep some more
So comfy you are
And dreams so much better..
than what you must face....
Oh, if it were only Sunday!
Oh, yeah, then we gotta' get
up for church...a little
extra early... cause
we gotta' dress as well
as we can....
But, oh, that bed looks,
oh, so good!!!
 Can't  wait till I get back home....
I'll figure out a way...
for two hours...
more in dreamland
I'll roam.

You can't imagine
another viewpoint...
another need or anywhere 
so sweet...
But time's a tricky
devil... it can sweep 
you off your feet...
Just like the devil's
candy...a lure meant
to fool you...

Cause someday
You'll be old...
with not too much
to do...
You can sleep 23 hours,
but your body won't give 
you five...
The ultimate frustration,
You'll  wonder why you're alive...

Cause now you wish...
you had those great 
distractions....
with far too much to do...
And being all alone...
Seems far too painful for you...

Where are the kids?
What happened to my job?
I'm too old to go to
the doctor's
And house calls
are a figment of the past...
This feeling of uselessness...
of oneness...of loneliness..
of the pointlessness of
getting up....
How could I have
complained???
It's the water drought
of life...
Why hasn't it rained???
And what happened to my wife???

But you suspect,
Your bed is laughing..
It's taken you both up
and down....
You realize you've
been manipulated...
And truely made the clown.
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