Sometimes one is inspired,
When in the morning he wakes,
To do and love and move and grow
And see the change he makes.
Other times that fellow
Awakens in the afternoon instead
And he writes a silly poem
Before going back to bed.
Sometimes one is inspired,
When in the morning he wakes,
To do and love and move and grow
And see the change he makes.
Other times that fellow
Awakens in the afternoon instead
And he writes a silly poem
Before going back to bed.
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