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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Comedy >> ID #1349436  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Sleepy Time
What happens when twisted people don't get enough sleep (and write poetry)
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I ought to lay down at least once today.
I feel like my brain is floating away.
Then to the gutter where it shall decay.
I wouldn't want it any other way!

But when I sleep, my brain gets to play.
Uncouth thoughts I held back during the day
come back raging in a ruthless way!

I think about things that scare people away,
like dogs munching carpets and snakes that are gay.
Looks like my brain's begun to decay.
Oh well is all I'd have to say.

I think I've been awake for too long today.
Time to let my brain rot away.
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