Good Morning
On the couch after our fight
Both of us sure that we were right
Wrapped up in your blanket tight
Tossed and turned all though the night
Screamed out twice with trembling fright
Up before the sun’s first light
Fresh made waffles of a lofty height
Trying to remove our coffee blight
Warm aroma to reunite
Telling me everything’s going to be alright
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