Common Enemy
The whole world has one common enemy
It’s shared by all and has no remedy
It is known as a the wrong side of the bed
It’ll ruin your day and hurt your head
Keep your foot asleep when you have to walk
And make you stutter when you have to talk
It’ll fog your memory when you think
You will choke on the liquids that you drink
Nothing good will happen, you will see red
All because of the wrong side of the bed
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