My wake up call

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My wake up call

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My wake up call

Poem by: Nixie

Genre: Poetry

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Poem by: Nixie

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Genre: Poetry

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This was how my morning went! :)

Summary

This was how my morning went! :)

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Submitted: March 22, 2008

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Submitted: March 22, 2008

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There’s a latte breeze this morning

That cushions me here in my bed

The sun slowly climbs my window

But the rain outside drowns my head

And there’s a couple in the hallway

Who are talking breakfast TV

It’s about as deep as the weatherman

But at least he knows when it’s raining

The neighbours play Bruce Springsteen

And sing along to ‘Brothers on the bridge’

But I’m staying here a little longer

Because hell, I like to think I earned it

Now the car alarms are ringing out

That’s the second time this week

So the neighbours turn Bruce up louder

And the couple in the hall start shouting!

I close my eyes- I’m not here

Venice, Prague, Paris, maybe Rome

But London keeps on calling me back

Where the rain won’t leave me alone!


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