Waiting for the cock to crow.
My sleepy head anticipates.
Morning chores all waiting for me,
To jump out of bed and get busy.
No ambition have I this day
No desire to start any work,
I'm just a lazy good for nothing,
Some even call me an old jerk.
Nevertheless I will stay in bed
And rest this tired old head.
Let them call me all sorts of names-
Been there before, let them play their games.
also laying back and just letting it be for yourself.
Always treat yourself George...
Love and light
Lily
budd
and have a...Hot cross...spicy sweet fruity flavored
buns served in your bed.....Hmmm! "Let them call you
all sorts of names"...and smile.
Hot with butter...really yummy...too.
Enjoyed your "right spirit" enhancer-poem!
Every morning I look down, and if my cock crows, I hurry up and get busy before it disappears. ;-)
Ron
Everybody up! Hit the floor running or get eaten alive.
Goodnight, George.
Diana...
Anyway..., I always look forward to what you have to say from your thoughts everyday.
Sandie