Blah, Blah, Blah
I knew muse senses were waning
when I rose so late from bed.
All the world seems spinning
and sleepiness still dances in my head.
Some days life just gets you down
and nothing you can do to change it.
So here I am just pondering displaying a frown
that the day is lost and I just blew it.
What's left to say?
Blah, blah, blah.
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