Morning Sunshine why come so fast,

I want to dream in my bed till the last,

Winters cozy, makes me so lazy,

Taking me a nap makes me hell crazy,

Having a ginger tea makes me so good,

Watching the clock I immediately go to loo,

Eating my breakfast like a rush hour 4,

Getting late for office with a sore throat,

Boss watching with those bitchy eyes,

And us always saying, Boss you are always right!

Catching up with my pending work,

Listing on board what to do next,

Targets like machine guns,

Chasing away from them like a tom and jerry run.

Feeling sleepy and headaches like bonus,

Rushing for coffee every second minute.

Finally tired we come home with those rusty eyes,

Have some dinner while watching Anna Hazare fight,

So like a wounded soldier we go to bed,

And always wish next day could be Sunday instead!