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Apr 2013
Early to rise, early to bed
gives me a dull head
I try this path to tread
but it takes me forever to retire to bed
once I get there it can become my homestead

I can’t help it I was born this way
I could stay up all night and sleep all day
If only life didn’t get in the way
Written by
Susan O'Reilly  F/Ireland
(F/Ireland)   
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   Relyn Anne Ramos, Timothy and st64
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