A Bad Dream
A BAD DREAM
Dr. Jim Martin
I tossed and turned throughout the night,
And with my pillow had a terrific fight.
I wondered if I would ever be all right,
And hoped for morning with all my might.
Was it something that I did eat?
It must have been quite a feat!
A good night’s sleep it did defeat,
I hope that this I will never repeat.
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