Get Out of Bed
Trying to get out of bed,
Which I really dread,
Sounds of rain falling on my head,
Making me tired instead,
Maybe I’ll find a book that I‘ve already read,
And go back to bed,
With sheep jumping overhead,
Dreaming of making banana bread,
With some yummy spread,
While riding on Santa’s sled,
Wearing only warm furry red,
Nope it’s time to get out of this bed,
And start a new day instead.
Copyright © Jod!E Quintero | Year Posted 2009
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