5 more minutes of precious rest as I hit the snooze on the alarm.
"5 more minutes and I'll be ready, dear."
5 more minutes as I wait for the clock to hit 5 to head home from work.
5 more minutes until that kiss at midnight.
"We have 5 minutes," I say as I shut the bedroom door behind us.
"5 more minutes until we're home, young lady," he scolds.
5 more minutes as I count out loud the swats delivered to my reddening bottom.
What?? You want me to stand in the corner for FIVE WHOLE MINUTES??
5 minutes is no longer my favorite amount of time.
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