Every Morning

Ding-dong is the sound of hell
The doorbell noise starts a new day
While I stretch for the ends of the bed
I take a big yawn
Wiping the goobies out of my eyes
I try to find the door
Stumbling and bumbling through piles of clothes
Reminds me that i need to do laundry
Waddling to the bathroom cause i need to pee
I can barley see where im suppose to aim
Making my way to the kitchen
To fix my parched mouth
The orange juice tastes like heaven
While i chug it all
That's every morning for me
Oh wait, forgot to warm up my car