(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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