Antonym
Each night I fall awake
a good days sleep before I wake down
I'll pretend and make the smile
upright into to a frown
You ask and I'll get down for you
and stand perfectly wobbly
Meet you on the shore with the sand
so smooth and knobbly
Copyright © Not Telling | Year Posted 2010
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