05-08-2016, 02:55 PM
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One of those nights
Last night as my head hit the pillow,I knew I was not gonna sleep.
Mrs Longdogs had long been snoring,
as I started to count all the sheep.
But not one wooly friend would co-operate,
In fact they were refusing to jump.
And the twitch in my leg wasn't helping,
It was beginning to give me the 'Ump.
The twitching leg, the arm-gone-numb,
In the middle of my back was an itch.
That unscratchable spot that you just can't reach,
It really is a son of a bitch.
Ah! The car alarm!
The unmistakable sound of the night.
The barking dog in the distance,
And Barry Sheen went past on his bike.
The dog, my cats, the twitching leg,
An owl calling out from a tree.
The snoring, the itch, the wind down the chimney
Then I had to get up for a pee.
I got sleep at half past four,
And awoke at the stroke of seven.
But the very best thing about being at home,
Is that I can sleep this afternoon....Ah Heaven!
Excellent ,
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