Laziness
Now I'd like to eat
to have a sit
to put elbows on table, yes,
then little tipsy, I guess,
to stroll on the sleepy streets
smiling to chorus that tweets
to little sparrows and ****.
Not to disturb anyone
to return to sofa to lie down
putting the leg on the leg,
I'm afraid to break my neck:
too many people are outside,
I'll stay home, all right.
Oh, let it be, I won't be upset,
the weather will change, I bet,
The winds will get own will
bringing back people in houses to thrill,
What will be left? Just white day
and terry laziness in heyday.
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