An Early Morning

Down rightly rude, induced, interrupt ending dream.
Down quite late, half past midnight, up again by five.
Old meandrous clock cries eye-reaming sputtering scream.
Already, dawn is early to take a dive.

Down rightly rude, the induced, the wakening seems.
Down on might, tired muscles, stumbling out of bed.
Oh, the start of the day unsatisfactory deems.
Already, I carry the weight of day, a heavy head.

Up now I am feeling somewhat cranky and rude.
Up quite late, half past midnight, once I laid me down.
I induced that what I am feeling now, for I,
set the alarm, laid down late, placing the heavy crown.