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Dec 2012
"Charles, it is time to get up."
(minutes later)
"Char -les get up now."

"Yeah, I'm gettin' up."
I drift back to sleep.

"Char! als! Wake up!
It's time for school!"

One of the numerous people
I conjured in my dreams
Called my name.
"Char! als!"

I ignore them in my subconscious,
For only my mother calls me
"Charrlees!"

"CHARRR!!!      ALLLLS!!!
GET UP!!!

"I'm up already,
Stop yelling!"
Oh' what a teenaged **** I was!

Ahh'
How I long for the days
When she called me
"Charles."
Chuck
Written by
Chuck  PA, USA
(PA, USA)   
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