Absolutely cream-crackered-amundo
Not only do I still have a bad cold
Still? It just started a few hours ago!
But I woke at five-thirty, and I failed
To get back to sleep! No, my dozes tailed
Off in the broad daylight of my late spring room
I can expect more of this. The light trails
Into the flickering eyes and brain, a broom
Sweeping away, not cobwebs, it's too soon
For them, but regeneration - Oh no!
Cut off, cut off! Still, early to work, rolled
Up and surprised 'em. Thought they'd turned to loon
No doubt, when they saw me turn up, and sooooo
Damn early! Thank God, now this tale is told!
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