The Lazy Day
I wake up in the morning
My hair all in a mess
I slip on my pink slippers
Not wanting to get dressed
I pour myself some coffee
Then sit down in my chair
I think about all my todo's
Then huff, it isn't fair!
I want to lay in bed all day
Not have to lift a finger
Oh, what a joy it'd be
The ability to linger
I huff and puff and drink my joe
Then get on my lazy feet
I say "Just forget it!"
Then plop back on my seat
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