My blog was down all day... so I'm only able to post this now... wrote it last night...
11:49pm.
Can't Sleep.
No clue why.
Wrote a poem.
Probably terrible:
Husband snoring
Night is Boring
Wish it was raining
so I could hear it pouring.
What's going on
Can't sleep a wink.
Better get some shut-eye
sun will be up b4 I blink
Can't stop my brain
Twirling all these thoughts
Man oh man
This really rots
Writing some words
Not helping much
Keeping me awake
On my iPod touch
What's there to do
Can't close my eyes
Time to go to sleep but
My body don't recognize!
Wish I was tired
Wish I was drowsy
These anti-inflammatories
Make me feel lousy!
The fan finally blowing
So glad it's not snowing
Must get to sleep
B4 the roosters start crowing
Gonna try again
Hoping for some Z's
Can someone just knock me out
Pretty Pretty Please?
Original
By Dackmum
Created way too late on a Thursday night.
By the way, literary license was taken while writing. If someone knocks me out, this poem does NOT "okay" it in a court of law. Disclaimer: I DO NOT WANT ANYONE TO KNOCK ME OUT. It is not okay. It would make me sad... and I would probably cry (once I gained consciousness).
Also, husband wasn't actually snoring... Just had to find a rhyming word with boring. That came to mind.
Good night.
Hopefully.
Dack Mum <3
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