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May 2016
It's early and a bit too noisy
I haven't opened my eyes yet
I hear the early bird in hunt of a worm
Maybe I too should get out of bed

Still laying here, I complain, about laying here
Criticism is nothing I like to hear
Then there's this other sound
A neighbor starting up his John deere

moving forward, I pretend I'm dreaming
With so much motivation I still slumber
To ignore my thoughts I think less
Slowly, I count number by number

Not long after I begin to think
To be or not to be at my bathroom sink?
Where I wash my face
Then brush my teeth

Hangovers are the worst
I disapprove of them in every way
I drink because I hate my job, but
Last night was because I knew today was the day before monday.

I work on Monday's...
Micheal T Gregory
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Micheal T Gregory  Henrico, Va
(Henrico, Va)   
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