Multiple meanings

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This poem goes more than one way.

How I wonder what the clouds taste like,
Early in the morning light.
Look at the butterflies so vibrant and pure,
Places they see that I've never been before.
Man, I've got to study now,
Exams aren't too far away.
I lay in bed, I don't want to get up,
And I suppose it is still fairly early.
Monday is still a day away,
Do I have any homework I have to get done?
Your welcome to share your secrets with me,
I promise I'll take it to the grave.
Now if you'll excuse me,
Grandma is calling,
I wish you a Merry Christmas.
Not that you'd care,
So sorry to be a bother,
I'll be on my way soon.
Don't worry I'll be fine,
Even if you don't take the time to look from another angle.

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