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By Rediate

 

Waking up in the morning

Feeling slower than a snail.

I see my father going to

Work.  I say, father why do

Have to go to work

He says, well if I don’t go to work

We wouldn’t have this house.

 

Then I think that should

Get a job or am I too young to?

Then I say bye father. He says

Bye honey, tell your mother

to make you a good lunch.