The Wrong Side Of The Bed

I woke up on the wrongside of the bed;
And found my floor covered with lead.
Which makes me fear to tread,
On my floor.
My floorborads are creaking.
My tap is leaking.
My dog is freaking,
And climbing up the wall.
My mirror's broken;
It's never spoken.
It holds no token,
Of the feelings I have for her.
My mind is breaking;
The world is mine for the taking,
Though I could be forsaking,
My true life goal.
On the bed I woke up on the wrongside;
So I'll go for a ride,
And slip away with the tide,
And float away to sea.

by Sam Price

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