Oh, I love waking up
In the middle of the night
To a sink full of dishes
From the previous day
It always looks so messy
To have the dishes there
So I will always do them
First thing in the morning
I suppose that I could do them
Before I go to bed
But then, what would I do
At 5: 30 in the morning
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