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Early To Rise

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Wake up at four
and four things and more
your precious prizes they are
one is shine in your eye
then sleekly tummy and thighs
third is your finished chores
fourth is the funniest door
yes, the door of divine
that opens to exits
it sagas of ills
saves us by sixes
without any pills
or stocked up piles
forgive me, made it most polish
early risers have natures fresh aura
inhales of mindless divine plethora.
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