Dreaming Sleeping Boring

There are baskets full of something's; While there are barrels filled with nothings; And as I reply, no ones reading my divines; There are boxes filled with everything's; As God is the all creator of all and every beings; I place the knot on the sheep; As the leopard and lamb fell fast asleep; No one dreams tonight As the chickens take flight; Now as you read this, are you aware; That there's nothing here; And as you feel you say I've been here; So when you fill your baskets full of something; And there's a barrel full of nothings; Ask the sales clerk for a discount; Because you fell off the horse, instead of a proper dismount; Never less fill your boxes, barrels, with prayers; Every peoples pray to God Sleep not on sheep when your sleepy; Instead fall on the ground, lay down, sleep in a tent; and when it's all said and done; Snore