The Night Owl’s Fear

I’m quite afraid to say

But there’s been a terrible mistake:

It’s before 9:00 AM on a Sunday

And I’m up, about, awake!

I’m not tired, droopy, moody.

I’d say I feel okay.

I guess I’ll go to bed again

And hope it goes away.

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