Comfort.

It's a good thing.

There's much to be said, for a comfortable bed
It's a loverly place to be
It's the start of a nap, or a place to adapt
If someone's fat ass shifts me.

I'd probly atone for living alone
But ya know, it ain't all bad here
Cuz I can cook steaks, drink beer an' bake cakes
Of course, I don't. 'Cept for beer.

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