I'm tired,
my body has retired.
My attention span has gone,
It may not come till dawn.
My brain refuses to listen to me,
it just insists on being set free.
I don't feel like solving this sum,
I feel like shooting it with a gun.
I need strong coffee,
maybe nothing but sleep can help me.
But, it's all on me,
now it's lethargy I feel,
bloody lethargy.
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