My Morning Ritual
5:30 am...I hit the snooze
To turn off the obnoxious sound
All I do is delay
The morning melee
As the sound rolls back around
Quarter till six I remove all the sticks
From my eyes also known as sleep
My feet hit the floor
As mutts scratch on my door
A reminder of what's to be
My four furry friends at once all descend
As I open my bedroom door
I make my way through
The mine field I knew
My dogs strategically placed out the night before
I open the back as they all attack
Their imaginary foe
Like a bunch of banshees
They let out their wild screams
If I can't sleep why should my neighbors next door
As I stand in the dark with one last high pitched bark
Contemplating the sanity I lack
We go back inside
A slight tear in my eye
To get ready for work where it is I go to relax
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