Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Mainly Mania, 38

(obsession doggerel)

Sleepyhead: somnemania

Jerome just really loved to sleep.
Hit hit the bed—and not a peep

Would then ensue. For hours he
Would saw his wood—but silently.

He’d wake. He'd eat. And then he’d snap,
And cry aloud, “I need a nap.”

And off he go, back to his bed,
And sleep as if he now were dead.

So this went on there in his den—
Until he never woke again. 

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