Mary gets up at six in the morning she runs herself a bath while she's brushing her teeth six thirty she's styled and dressed in the kind of rag she layed out before she went to sleep noone's there but a cup full of coffee bored she stares at the morning news
Mary files the papers for the boss of Smith & Watson's data company, yeah from nine to five she's doing the duties, uh trivial matters, fulfilled with dignity seven/eleven Mary lays out a dress for another day ten pm back to bed in a warm and cosy way
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