it's so cold in the morning
especially at the back
the bloody soul decided to
slip in between
ribs, bloods and spleens
it's so cold in the morning
though they say a new day
should be started in grand style
pitch black coffee and the breakie
words drawled out of the radio
but me, I strongly object
I would stay in bed preferably
out of order I am
fuck the mornings
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