Mornings

I hate mornings, yes I do! I hate mornings, don't you too? Tripping across the ice cold floor; Stumbling 'till I reach the door. Then step into a nice warm shower; Gee wish I could spend an hour. Dry my hair and comb it too. Boy wish I could find that shoe. Grab a bite, then it's out the door. BRRRRR, this is words than that icy floor. It's off to work in a great big hurry; Trying to ignore the immense snow flurry. I hate mornings, don't you too? There is too much hustle and bustle to do. I hate mornings, and this is true! I hate mornings, Yes I do!