1
How I love to sleep
My bed is a ship of dreams
Morning comes too soon
2
How can this be true
I have to get out of bed
Time to go to work
3
I can hear the rain
It lulls me back to slumber
This is so unfair
Written lying in bed on the morning of September 15, 2012
'Twas raining out, and how I longed to stay abed and sleep.
'Twas raining out, and how I longed to stay abed and sleep.
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