Monday, September 2, 2013

Ahh the genius of a tired mind..

I dunno about YOU people, but when I can't sleep I sometimes just start writing poetery...
This was last night...

My Sister- the Snorer. 
Horror of horrors:
My sister's a snorer.
She snuffles
 and growls
and makes all sorts of sounds.

Unnatural,
 un-soundly,
 and completely astounding
are the harumphs
 and bronkle-humphs
 that
into my ears are resounding.

I just want to sleep
but can't count to sheep-
or hear their little bleats-
as I lie between the sheets
because of her abominable, 
insurmountable,
COMPLETELY UN-DROWN-OUT-ABLE
snoring.



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