Don't Want To Get Up

When the sun seeps in,

Though the curtain there.

You don't stir or wake,

Just silently lie still asleep,like a bear.

But then you hear a squeak at your door

And you know the night is through.

And you slip off the bed and onto the floor,

Your little sister jumps on you.

Your not a fan of her right now,are you?

I can tell,because it's true.

"Get up,get up!" she cries,

Like every morning,no surprise. 

You push her off you,with sleep in your eyes,

And shout "Don't want to get up today"

Just like the day before and the day before that...

The End

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