I'm a little bit crazy,
A little bit lazy,
My memory is hazy,
Am I in love with Stacy?
Random rhymes,
The clock chimes,
Inspiration stays,
Hidden under the duvet.
Lost in thought,
Sulking in my cot,
The lines are a jumble,
I'm trying my best not to mumble.
Three into Four is Twelve,
I guess my grand plans I'll have to shelve,
Back to square one,
And here I thought I was almost done.
Now that the words are rhyming,
I have to pretend I've had bad timing,
A trip together,
Discussions about nothing but the weather
Another four to go
You look at me and say "so"
Roll forward you oaf,
I'm off to devour a full loaf :)
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