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The birds tweet, the air is cold
I seriously cannot get up, my bed is like a magnet
I'm not a morning person, I've been told
I'm way too tired, I can't open my eyes
I try to get up, but the sheets wrap me up
It seriously cannot be five
"Ten more minutes, I promise!"
I sleep ten more, and the alarm wakes me up
I slam on the snooze button, I simply cannot resist
I beg for more time, but it keeps on beeping
"Ohh, wooah, I can't do this"
Oh no, it's seven o'three
Once I get up, I'm wide away
I get on my clothes and brush my hair
Today is a brand new day
"Hey bus, where you going, I'm right here!"
It keeps on going
Oh dear, oh dear
I'll be late for school
I'll get detention
Man, soo not cool
I run after the bus, as it goes farther and farther
It finally comes to the next stop
Boy, mornings are getting harder
"What are you doing, this isn't your line!"
I roll my eyes and sigh
Mornings I simply cannot resist
Boy, I seriously cannot do this
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