Why I Sleep Late - 2/20/1994
I woke up one morning
to find my legs were broke
and I couldn't get out of my bed.
I woke up one morning
to find my mind was broke
and I couldn't get out of my head.
I woke up one morning
that I never awoke
and I realized that I was dead
to find my legs were broke
and I couldn't get out of my bed.
I woke up one morning
to find my mind was broke
and I couldn't get out of my head.
I woke up one morning
that I never awoke
and I realized that I was dead
posted by grog at 8:36 PM
1 Comments:
I really like this one. The title drew me in initially and the slight morbidity (that's a word, right?) really appeals to me.
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