Ottava Rima #1
I awaken in a bed full of space,
Listening to the silence that greets me.
I quickly find myself in the embrace
Of a room that is as dark as can be.
I cook my single serving eggs with grace,
With my single serving toast and hot tea.
My tea is conveniently made for one,
With no left overs, when the meal is done.
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