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January 23, 2012 by agooddaytoyou


Bad back,
Want to crack,
Fitness is a form I lack.

Lying in bed,
Storms up ahead,
Can’t seem to keep on Track.

Rains outside,
Monsoon slides,
Times like this, not giving a Jack.

Sleep and slumber,
Awe and wonder,
Dreams are a realm to hack.

Every day,
Sleep ins away,
Too much would mean the Sack.

So up I clamber,
From my dim lite chamber,
Whack whack whack!


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