I've had a long day,
Tiredness has become me.
I fancied an early night
To catch up with some sleep
Which was most needed.
Yet here I am -
At half-past-one,
Fuelled by cups of tea
And a head full of ideas
That need to be written -
They won't wait until morning.
A poet's life
Is not an easy one!
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