Bed
My bed draws me in
In the early morning
When I should be up
My bed sings to me
Its lullabies lull me
To sleep a little longer
Amongst its soft sheets
I wonder how many more
Things I could get done
If my bed wasn’t so crafty
Didn’t catch me so
In its downy doona
My bed draws me in
It must be time to sleep.
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