Sun slowly rises from the mighty sea
I get some oat and milk to fuel me
A shower and a rub to start up my day
Peace is a small thing which I pray
At three, stomach juices the lunch
I need to rush to avoid the crunch
I hit the keys on my keyboard
Laziness is what I cant afford
Sun slowly dives into the mighty sea
I unwind with my dear lemon tea
Mind wanders while the feet trudge along
Happily, I march to the place I belong
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