My Mornings Are Like Heaven
Awakened by a rooster
Going cock-a-doodle-doo
Was not quite the booster
I was looking forward too
Was time I rise and shined
As I have so much to do
To find some peace of mind
I will find somebody true
My mornings are like heaven
The most peaceful part of day
All my work done by eleven
I can just go out and play
Waking up is easy
I can do it like a champ
If its hot I have a freezie
So I do not over-amp
Though I wake up very early
I do not want the worm
Could make me very squirrelly
And it could even make me squirm
Always up before the sun
I don’t know how I do it
I can shoot straight with a gun
No-one can say he blew it
My oh my it’s night time
And time to go to bed
Do any of my words rhyme
That are coming from my head
Did my dishes made by Corning
So that I can go to sleep
Will have to see you in the morning
Now my sleep gets very deep
Copyright © John Bernard | Year Posted 2011
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