As I woke up from my bed,
Waiting for my clear head.
Then a voice came out and said,
Not to spend my time in bed.
Then I asked him why, what is the matter?
He told me, no question is better.
Then I felt a little bitter,
Asking myself what's the matter.
And my heart said to me,
"Since your love is out you see",
Its not better for you to be,
"Sleeping in your bed like a bee."
I got this poem when I don't want to to go for duty early in the morning.
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