This is what happens when I fall asleep
Before I make my daily post.
A lion roars, the angels weep;
I hurt the ones I love the most.
I was feeling somewhat dead
After working hard ’til 5 from 8;
“Just a little nap,” I said,
And awoke this morning, far too late.
So you can rest your weary head;
I’m off my schedule, but nothing’s wrong.
You get two posts today, instead!
(But one of them is this awful song)
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