A boring day is nothing to look,
Then to simply stare and hook,
I hate those boring days,
In which no wafers to eat of Lays.
Boring days are full of pressure,
With no treasure,
Nothing to think,
And nothing on link,
This is all how a boring day is,
With no one to miss.
I hate those days to bear,
With nothing good to wear,
With all feeling sad,
And all going bad.
Life is to enjoy,
And to celebrate with joy,
With nothing to hurry,
And never to worry.
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A Boring Day
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