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I prayed to Atë
For life
But she did not take that well
Because there is no easy way for me to be punished for that
She cannot give me life and my own downfall
It is time to begin my day
the sun is out and says "Hooray!"
I drag myself out of bed
I yawn and scratch my head.
Then I can hear the oven humming
and down the stairs I come running.
