I Wish I Had the Power
My Beautiful One, suddenly
slipped out of her clothes
and was about to step into my bed
but right then, the the sound of the alarm clock
banged on the head,
On a Monday morning, I, in anger,
dashed out of the bed
After a while,
I started feeling as if I was an empty sack,
But I knew there was one more way
in order not to feel like that,
So I prayed to God for help
to allow me to get the power
to turn the clock back
At the same time,
I heard, I think, God say
"Just move with the times
and keep dreaming"
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