Bright eyed and bushy tailed was how they described her
Until that one morning she cracked and decided to punish their sin of sloth
Now she took their breakfast, camouflaged it, then hid it, forcing them to work for it
Never again did they miss a sunrise in her house
You could say she was pretty hard boiled after all!
Cold snowflakes danced on the swirling winds
Racing to see how fast they could blind me
I laughed at their tickles as they flew by
Slowly I skated across the pond
Proving that I wasn’t totally a sloth in bracing weather
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Sarah looked at her to do list
Literally hundreds of items danced in front of her eyes
Obviously that micro writing class was coming in handy
Too bad she only did about two weeks’ worth before quitting
How much work did they expect for a free online course?
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