Morning has broken, time to get up
I stretch & I sigh & I reach for a cup.
A coffee, a smoke, then I’m having a shower
It’s raining outside, hour upon hour.
Class is at 10 & I’m running late…
Moving so slowly, not feeling too great.
My legs are like lead & my head is a shed
But I’ll write like a pro & I’ll like what I’ve read.
