Waking up

It is time to begin my day

the sun is out and says "Hooray!"

I drag myself out of bed

I yawn and scratch my head.

Then I can hear the oven humming

and down the stairs I come running.

In the kitchen, food is cooking

I sit on a stool overlooking,

Today will be great

right after I have ate.



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