Man why are you making me work??
I slept to noon one lonely day,
so I snuggled in the hay and watched
a spider spin a web into a silken pillow for my head.
Why am I making you work???
I don't know, maybe I'm a sadist or something.
now to continue, (and that means any of you!)
Dawn, comes too soon,
and wakes me with glare,
knowing I'd rather sleep till noon!
I slept to noon one lonely day,
so I snuggled in the hay and watched
a spider spin a web into a silken pillow for my head.
Lazy moments filled my head
as I lay sleeping like a log
upon my ancient feather bed