Poem.
The buzzer is getting louder
It must be stopped.
The floor is so cold when stepped on
There’s that creak again.
Sounds all so loud
Be quiet.
All I want is coffee
But sleep is nice.
The traffic is hecktic,
People are rude
The noises
The noises
STOP!
It must all go away.
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