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The Awakening

As i prepare myself
To leave my nice
And cosy retreat
Snug
As a bug, in a rug
I know that shortly
I will have to
Leap out
And expose myself
To the bitter cold
Like a reluctant flasher
And abandon
My ménage a trois
Of my two beloved
Hot water bottles
I am the filling
Within a hot rubber sandwich
But they are now tepid
I feel unloved
By their coolness towards me
A betrayal
Of their intentions
I shall abandon them
With wild abandon
And expose myself
To my ice-pack
Ramshackle shelter
Would of been easier
To simply get out of bed
Rather than
This breakfast of words

by Jemia
Written by missjem56 (Jemia de Blondeville)
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