You spend a third of every day in bed
You spend a third of every day at work
You spend most of existence being dead
So loving others you should never shirk
If twelve percent is spent in eating meals
Then twenty-two is all I have that's due
To read and watch some shows and spin my wheels
From home to work and work to home, and you
And so I ask for two percent each day
And spend more time than that just to persuade
And often fail to get some couples play
When tiredness or soreness make you fade
Beloved, heed the math--A half percent
Is all I need--the rest for you is meant
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