If you don’t get yourself up
To the top of that hill
If you lay on your back
In bed snoring still
You’ll be annoyed and sad
For forever and a day
That you didn’t wake up
And in your bed you did stay
You’d miss the adventure
The laughs and the views
The stories to tell
Will be replaced by a snooze
How boring would that be
When asked what you did
“Oh I just stayed in my bed,
And stared at my lids”
Or instead you can say
You made the most of my time
Because wasting your life
Would be such a crime.
