Mr Snooze Button, my friend, how have you been?
I'm relieved that you're back, for you allow me
to stay in the deep slumber I'm in.
It's still dark and I fear I'm not ready to rise,
still you warn me of the dawn of the opening of my eyes.
You keep watch over me and give me more time.
So I ask you, is another 9 minutes that much of a crime?
See, it's my internal clock, not me, that's all messed up inside,
And between the kids and the dogs, I've got no where to hide.
You feel my pain and you've got my back,
"Work with me," you say. "and I'll keep you on track."
Lazy mornings of late, are our secret; yours and mine.
And you never do judge, stating our arrangement is fine.
So what if I use you much more than I should?
I'd do the same for you Mr. Snooze, you know, if I could.
You're loyal and punctual and I like that in a friend.
You don't rush me, you nudge me and you never pretend.
So I thank you for giving me total waking satisfaction.
It's much nicer, than say, a jump out-of bed kind of reaction.
To you, I give credit for a pleasant transition into my day.
I can start out stress-free, though it never seems to end that way.
Take care, till tomorrow when begin our morning dance,
for as long as you're there, I've got more than a fighting chance.