Morning Blues
First bursts of brightness
Is not at all politeness
Trying to catch more z's
The light buzzes like bees
The louder the brightness beats
The quieter the nap fleets
Forced to make a move
My body will surely disapprove
But up, up, and away I must go
What the day brings whose to know
Journeying towards the early day I face
Morning blues cease with each new pace
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