So I get up
To grab paper and pen
Minds a whirling
What shall I write
So that I might
Sleep tonight
Going to bed early
The body is tricked
Thinking it's first light
After only four hours of night
One, two, three and four
Back to bed for dreams galore
Weary in the morning
Feeling like come down
I drag myself off
To walk the hound.
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