Onion be gone, it’s breakfast time.
Dreamed in circles i did all night.
Peaceful on top of that.
Cloudy, warm and rabbits.
Getting to run same habits
On and over again.
Monotonous to an extent; without complaining.
Rigamarol is procedurally common place. Not out of place.
Those bunnies running circles have got me doing it.
I’ll pause to sharpen my blades to keep up with’em.
These words i sing.
God bless us everyone.
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