Insomnia
It is 3:00 in the morning,
and I cannot sleep
I have to make that trip
to the refrigerator,
that long awaited creep
At this part of the night,
time seems to set still
But I still cannot sleep,
to know long awaited thrill
Now I wondr what is on television,
probably a vast amount of crap
I have to go back to the bedroom,
and take a long awaited nap
Suddnly, at last I finally
fall to sleep
With nothing left to do but
count a vast array of sheep
and I cannot sleep
I have to make that trip
to the refrigerator,
that long awaited creep
At this part of the night,
time seems to set still
But I still cannot sleep,
to know long awaited thrill
Now I wondr what is on television,
probably a vast amount of crap
I have to go back to the bedroom,
and take a long awaited nap
Suddnly, at last I finally
fall to sleep
With nothing left to do but
count a vast array of sheep
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