My Life
My life
I wake up make my breakfast
Grab a knife to spread my butter onto my toast
I go up stairs on roast my sister
I pray that I don’t get a blister.
I go to brush my teeth
To make sure they are squeaky clean
Then I go to lean on the sofa
Then I make my self a tea ahh
I turn on the tv to see ikea is closing in my area “what nah”
I need to treat my self to a spa.
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