Insomnia

INSOMNIA

Can’t sleep at night

wake up with the light

I’m crabby, angry

and up for a fight

The night before

I slept on’t floor

To try and change

the old routine 

It worked at first

but things got worse

when I needed a leak

and the floorboards creaked

I tossed and turned

So I made a brew

Grilled a slice or two

but me toast got burned

and me plans were spurned

There was nothing else for it

But to read Little Dorritt 

A Dickens Classic

about a guy, who was brassic 

A bit like me, I’m skint you see

Bereft of sleep ,like little Bo Peep

Maybe count some sheep

Or write an almanac 

‘Cos I’m a raving insomniac!

From ‘Rhymes and Reasons’

by ‘Rick’ Varden 2023

 

 

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◄ I would if I could

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