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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©
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Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 3:01 PM UTC
Kiss My...
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©
I am a morning person so this is how people view me.
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Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 3:01 PM UTC
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