Slumber beckons, mid-munching spree,
Tangy chips call—just one more, maybe three!
Oh dear, where's the remote? I've lost the plot,
Napping on the couch, oh, what a wonderful spot.
Even my plants are judging me now,
Really need to check if I watered somehow.
Brain feels like pudding, thoughts kind of slow,
Reaching for snacks? Who knows where they go?
Endless giggles at nothing at all,
Silly, ridiculous, why do I sprawl?
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