Some Sunday Mornings

Some Sunday mornings
My bed stretches on endlessly to my door
I struggle to leave
 
I have everything and nothing to do
 
I eat my breakfast and am hungry again
I eat my lunch then it’s almost
Dinner and I must go to bed
 
I still have everything and nothing to do


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