Dreaming

Dreaming Nothing is sure but maybe, imagination enthralls you might find me if your looking when your dreamtime comes to call if a rooster calls at midnight and the dog pees up the wall and you tremble in your little bed it makes no sense at all so i'm left here to waffle and me little bed does call cos its getting here so chilly did a ghostly footfall fall infinity does call the sleeper and i'll surely heed its call the ghostly sound the creeper "get back in your stall!" I can see you now a floating nubile figure by the bed i'm off to sleep I'm hoping getting interested Don Johnson Dear Francine If it rattles round inside your head you let it out its making bread 11pm i was off to sleep but the tromper tromped and thats not all i went to bed as footsteps fall a wraith did float in from the hall but i'm back to counting sheep Don