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After Lunch I Napped



After lunch I napped, and awoke

confused where the day's gone.

It can't be morning I realize,

the light's too bright for dawn.

I have missplaced a day for sure.

Someone my age shouldn't do.

Appointments: teeth taxes truck,

Things I must attend to.

The mind believes it's tomorrow

the body rests in today,

a snake that startles, then bingo,

you get it, you'll be OK.

Go ahead, tell me it's Tuesday.

It's Wednesday I know.

Look how pink and reborn I am,

Must naps confuse one so?

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