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I  sat upon my bed, stretch and yawn.

Signifying the end of another day gone.

I awaken each day to breakfast at dawn.

Ready myself for a day so long.

 

Tastes richer than chocolate.

Aspirations richer than gold.

Ambitions never too late.

To satisfy the riches of the soul.

 

Stop procrastinating, get off your last.

Your last! Your last doldrum fast.

Then on to the future and forget the past.

Unless you consider yourself lower than the lower of the lower class.

 

Repetitiously done, again, on and on.

Monotony paves the way to another day gone.

From:  The Lozenge:  Caldwell Lee: The Poet to be:

 The Forthright Omnipotence Era. 

ISBN 9780805935266

 

Cj Lee

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