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My Morning Routine

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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 10/15/2016 6:29:00 PM
Lol, the "mine fields"! I always loved that term for describing their poop! Enjoyed Mike!:)
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Date: 10/15/2016 8:15:00 AM
Mike I hear you. this is whacky woo what could you do? The neighbours will no doubt understand. If I lived next door I'd hit the floor come round and shake your hand. Don't work too hard now.
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Mike Hauser
Date: 10/15/2016 8:18:00 AM
Lol! Thanks!

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