Today I slept in until 9:00
And felt amazingly fine.
Tomorrow, alas,
All good things must pass
For I must wake at 8:59
Tag Archives: Waking Up
Confessions of… Someone Who Isn’t Me *wink*
It seems when I awake
With the rooster’s joyful call
Then I approach the day
Knowing I can conquer all
But when I awake
With the sound of my own snoring
I can leave the conquering to you.
I like my life more boring.
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Jesus, Night Owl
On the morning of the third day
Since Jesus died for our sins
He said “I waiteth to push the boulder
“Until the afternoon begins.”
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Why Nothing Changes
Why is my bed so warm
And the world so cold?
When my dreams are so young,
How does life get so old?
Why do we hide from the rain,
When the sun does the burning?
Is it money or love
That keeps the world turning?
I realize now
That this poem repeats
Yesterday’s theme
Only with different beats,
And maybe I’d change it,
But I don’t see the harm
When the world is so cold
And my bed is so warm.
The Best Part of Waking Up
I never drink Folgers,
And I’ll let you know why.
That slogan they say
Is a big stinkin’ lie!
No matter what model
They hire to promote
Their instant coffee,
The chance is remote…
That they’ll realize
The secret we keep:
The best part of waking up
Is going back to sleep!
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The Daily Travesty 