Ah methinks I could sleep forever

Ah... methinks I could sleep forever Basking in a supine position with eyes wide shut while the space heater churns out fast moving molecules of heat solitudinarian drowsy thinker fêted by miniature fantasy of tropical island paradise accompanying and populating slumber courtesy flickering, mesmerizing, undulating barenaked native nymphs tricked out as miniscule floaters drifting across field of vision striking atavistic memories, where yours truly revels within toasty warm bedroom succumbing into deep sleep resurrecting dormant primal hallucinations redolent of Neanderthal forebears, who huddled around the hearth lo and behold discovery evident after eldest sister of Harris tribe, videre licet raw bits of genetic material submitted saliva specimen to 23andMe since shut down by the FDA because of the said company's aggressive marketing and refusal to resolve outstanding data issues. Impossible mission to stay awake and fend off feeling sleepy analogous to being drugged not even long enough to attend a yawning festival, thus once upon a time approximately half life of Matthew Harris ago indefatigable body of mine weathered blistering fatigue with endurance to dance the night away, where lively contra dance music played onstage and participants tirelessly whooped up with energetic glee experienced the equivalent headiness linkedin with physical intercourse. Now as a sexagenarian to boot, who recently underwent a makeover former trademark characteristic of baby boomer no longer sports talking head being hirsute subsequently analogous to Samson powerfulness of body, no greater than a newt while I lay me down to sleep cerebral cogs and wheels troubleshoot envisioning yours truly (me) reincarnated donning myself wearing a broad-shouldered drape jacket, balloon-leg trousers, and, sometimes, a flamboyant hat decked out sporting, what came to be recognized as zoot suit generally worn by the following: white Americans, police officers, and U.S. Soldiers, the suits became a symbol of excess, anti-patriotism, and anti-American sentiment, as well as gang affiliation. I get tired of being tired hence ask the missus to make high test coffee, which jolt of caffeine finds me wired but back in the day I acquired a gold card patronizing General Nutrition Center and bought one product in particular, which affected me with outcome I desired. And thus I crafted sub verse, whereby yours truly conceives poem titled Guarana Mo by Jeeves. Most of the following (fictitious) quintessential balderdash ranks as sorry excuse for originality, writ nevertheless mishmash qualifies according to humble opinion of mine reasonable rhyme for mediocrity, benignly, essentially, and honestly to wit to test skill at heart felt fabrication like me, thus exempting bing considered, judged, and labeled tubby unfit wall henna burst of playful tulles toy warren peace, bawling contrived sketched piddling potchking pusillanimous Monty Python's Flying Circus twit, this once upon a time pablum child, aye practically spit out (from inxs of carrot juice), now dost daringly be hove brave reeder to comprehend as great literary endeavor by this hare reed rabbit, head, (non adult tryst) pit, nor posthumous fame, worm ma obit chew wary verbosely probably re:nouns, abominable attempt as Unitarian worthy reading material so great English lit, and moost unlikely tuff hind, nor e'en garner this hare reed ole Union Jack of a one hit wonder poetic laureate, nonetheless this (o' waa hare did me bunny go), perhaps to Britain endeavoring merely to join United Kingdom. Now let yours truly whoop focus to address main intent, (sans for quick pick me up) and nary drop of coffee, nope not even one molecule to fill thimbleful sized cup I reach for bottle of Guarana, (one serving of coffee per capsule) fo' this aging pup, who attests that caffeine (liquid and/or encapsulated), the sole vice (except for barbiturates, cocaine, "FAKE" opioid, et cetera), which overdose nearly found me nearly a grateful dead – thrice occasions, where circumstances of mouse self (Stuart Little reincarnate - with an insatiable craving for cheese laced with Guarana, Paullinia cupana, a climbing plant in the maple family), which bean sized seeds affordable at an acceptable price many times larger than puffed rice.