A Little Tune Played In My Head

A little tune played in my head And it was keeping me from sleep, Just as I was dropping off Back that little tune would creep. It was not a tune I recognized An unfamiliar, pointless air, But round and round my mind it went Driving me to near despair. Eventually I nodded off But the morn arrived all too soon, As I lay there half asleep Again I heard that wretched tune. Its constant presence irritated, Its endless playing vexed me so, Despite fervent prayers, and distraction, The dreaded tune refused to go. That night I had a little drink I drank much more than one or two, It's amazing how that tune improved, After I had downed a few!