I used to be the late owl
Then I became the early bird
These days, I’m
Then I became the early bird
These days, I’m
The perpetually exhausted chicken
I’m not as tired as I used to be
But I’m still tired often
And I take naps frequently
In my barren field of shits-to-give
I think I like it here
I never imagined making it this far
So it’s nice to experience a future I didn’t plan
My personal Chicken Shit Bingo
