Feeling Good

When my days are long,

and all my tears have shed,

all I want is to lay in my bed.

I have a extra thick comfy mattress,

and a wall tapestry that mimicks a fortress.

Once I take a very long nap,

I reach in my cabinet for a snack.

All my bonbons and snickers are out,

I will settle for fun dip,

which makes me scream and shout.

 

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