Lazy Sunday

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Ain’t got no need to worry
Ain’t got no need to cry
Ain’t got no need to hurry
Ain’t got no need to fly

Sunday.
Brief respite from the daily grind of hips against pole, while leering letches lick their lips, leaving loved ones alone and I sell my soul, sensuously slithering for their sordid satisfaction.

Ain’t got no need for money
Ain’t got no need for time
Ain’t got no time for reason
Ain’t got no reason to climb

Sunday.
Fun day; an’it’s-all-about-me’ day – lounging in lingerie, listening to light lilting lyrics. Little luxuries; savouring sentimental songbirds, sprinkled with simmering spells of silence.

Sunday.
‘Not-a-care-in-the-world’ day – passing time restfully; replenishing my vitality with literary leanings; Lear’s limericks lapping my lobes, surging my spirits ere soporific Sauvignon sinks me into slumbers.

Got me a lazy Sunday
Got me a lazy Sunday
Yeah, what I got me is a lazy Sunday

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