27 septembre 2005

Ode to my bed

Bed.
I love you bed.
I miss you during the day
And when it's nighttime I never say nay.
Always my sleep you have guarded
Even when my attempts were thwarted.
You make me feel very cosy
And soon my eyes are all dozy.
Please make sure that I don't wake up
Because surely that'll have me worked up
And tossing and turning I like not
Even when it's you as my cot.

Come on. Applaud the effort, at least.
Then we all can have a snicker.