Time to sleep…

…and rest my head.

I really must get to bed.

Later and later, I go to sleep.

When it’s time to get up, I want to weep.

Tired all day,

wakeful at night,

I close my eyes and hang on to my pillows,

but sleep wafts and billows,

far out of reach until the dawn,

when the alarm goes off and I yawn and yawn.

Then I could sleep, but it’s still denied,

by the need to get up, the need to rise

and go to work angry, weary and bleary eyed.

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What a load of nonsense!

A walrus  and piggy decided to take tea.

They sat at a table, touching knee to knee.

Quoth the walrus to the porcine,

‘I love you dear pig.

I don’t give hoot for what folks will say,

I don’t give a fig.’

The piggy blushed, then looked Walrus straight in the eye.

‘Thanks my dear, you’re just so sweet,

I could eat you in a pie.’

So flipper in trotter they went to sea and were never seen again,

and the moral of this tale is, they were both quite insane.