How Do I Love Thee?
Mattress, mattress, how do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
I love thee when the sun has set,
When my butt is dragging,
And my energy is sagging.
I love thee at the end of every hectic day,
When the sweet smelling candles are all lit,
And the pillows are all fragranced and fluffed,
I love thee truly as I drift into the night.
I love thee with a passion when daylight comes.
When you've warmed me and caressed me,
I love thee with a love too much to get up.
You make me ignore alarms and wake up calls,
I cannot bear to let you go.
I love thee all too well, and then I remember,
The payments are waiting, the boss will be shouting.
I must now leave you for my other lover!
O Starbucks, how do I love thee?
Let me count the ways!!