I am known to talk in my sleep
Instead of counting little sheep
I giggle and I laugh out loud
You’d think that I was in a crowd
The laughing might jolt me awake
I need my sleep, for heaven’s sake
But I expound on some grammar rule
And yell at students in some school
Last night I laughed so hard I ached
Got told off by my grumpy mate
From the bedroom I was banished
My hope of getting Zsss just vanished
Can’t help it if I talk at night
Much like I do during daylight
I guess the poor guy needs a break
To alleviate his poor headache
I wonder sometimes what I say
Do I give some secret away?
What if I moan someone’s name?
Asking him to be wild not tame?
Oh dear, oh dear, I need to find
Someway to close this mouth of mine
Or else my laughter will turn to tears
And I’ll be alone through coming years!
Eileen Manassian Ghali