Call Me Lazy

It's cold when i get home
At 8 o'clock at night
Feels like I'm writing this poem
with day long out of sight

Dad says to build a fire
And I know it sounds crazy
But I wish that I could hire
my brother, Mom would say I'm lazy.





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