I woke from my bed
Amazed to be alive
Raised up my head
And prayed to God
I turned my house 
To a studium
Run north and south
And jumped and stretched
It's not easy
Children need food
"Shut up tell daisy
I'm not your mom"
It's a lockdown 
Nothing must go like before
Just check my account 
Money is no more 
Use what we have
Talk to the kids 
We shall kill dove 
And eat it for lunch                
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