I hate you, I hate you I said to my bed
Because of no sleep for my tired, weary head.
I toss and I turn and I flip and I flop
So I turn on TV, and then my laptop
I would much rather be snuggled up with my man
But he lives far away in place with much sand.
This lack of sleep is making me cray-zee
So a dance party I’ll have, with me and some Jay-Z.
This poem is getting out of hand, I fear
Talking in circles and making no sense - so I will end it here.
Good Night – Good Morning… not sure which way
My wish to all - Happy Mothers Day!
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You are so so funny!! Miss you, sweet Stephanie!
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