How do like this morning poem?!

i woke early one morning,
the earth was cool and still,
when suddenly a bird perched upon my window sill!.
the bird sang a song so lovely, so carefree, and gay,
that slowly all troubles began to fade away!.
the bird sang of far off places,
of laughter and fun!.
it seemed that this birds very existence brought up the morning sun!.
i stirred beneath the covers,
and crept slowly out of bed!.
then i gently shut the window,
and crushed his f@#*ing head!

i am not a morning person!.!.!.Www@Enter-QA@Com

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