I crawl home early morning,
hear the birds sing in the trees,
my thoughts for one thing only,
as I feel the cold, sharp breeze.
My night, it's been a long one,
with the tiddly and the pom,
one of them talks silly,
and the other is a com.
Experience I know it,
I'm the boss but yet the kid,
can I prove my value,
with my best talents still hid?
But as i take a shower,
and the day it floats away,
i cannot help but wonder,
if it wasn't meant that way.
So once more I'll rise again,
get my coat, my pen, my pop,
and take it up, the challenge,
I ain't ever going to stop.
Cool, I like this one
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