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I’m a bit tardy posting today. I’d tell you my life story, but I know you’ve already skipped to-
All right, all right. The winner this week is Peregrine Arc.
One more minute, I snore
One more minute soon turns into four.
Six am workouts sound so good on paper, when imaginary me’s do all the work.
Can’t I clone myself or snooze my way to fitness? I squirm and think.
Out I put my foot, my toe wiggles ’round.
It’s my radar scanner to see if all’s safe and sound.
It touches the floor, the rest of me still covered up in bed.
Brr, ’tis cold, brr shivers and shakes alive!
Back into bed, abandon ship and this dread!
Isn’t there a clause in the Constitution,
against cruel and unusual punishment such as these coming to fruition?
It’s for my health, it’s for my…
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