Kiss My…©
Morning people,
Those people up at the crack of dawn
With more energy than a ball of fire
All done up like they haven’t even slept
It is in those moments I want to say
Kiss my sass
Looking at them through my bleary eyes
Me feeling like something off a scrapheap
Their exuberance like a cup runneth over
Excitement exuding everywhere
It is in those moments I want to say
Kiss my sass
My rear glued to the bed
Unable to muster the motivation to get up
I listen to them espouse great plans for the day
Bubbling with sheer excitement
It is in those moments I want to say
Kiss my sass
We all have our place and so do they
I have to admit with some dismay
Andreas Simic©
Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 3:01 PM UTC
Kiss My…©
Morning people,
Those people up at the crack of dawn
With more energy than a ball of fire
All done up like they haven’t even slept
It is in those moments I want to say
Kiss my sass
Looking at them through my bleary eyes
Me feeling like something off a scrapheap
Their exuberance like a cup runneth over
Excitement exuding everywhere
It is in those moments I want to say
Kiss my sass
My rear glued to the bed
Unable to muster the motivation to get up
I listen to them espouse great plans for the day
Bubbling with sheer excitement
It is in those moments I want to say
Kiss my sass
We all have our place and so do they
I have to admit with some dismay
Andreas Simic©
