It’s a Simon and Garfunkel Morning

living room

It’s a Simon and Garfunkel morning,
The kitchen is swimming in light.
The smell of the coffee’s as thick as brown toffee.
The fridge is a cave of delight.
There’s smouldering toast. I must check on the post.
And the newspapers need to be read.
It’d be such a shame to destroy such a day
As this. Sod it. I’m back off to bed.

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