James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Limerick

Dreaming Sleeping Boring

There are baskets full of something's;
     While there are barrels filled with nothings;
     And as I reply, no ones reading my divines;

     There are boxes filled with everything's;
      As God is the all creator of all and every beings;
      I place the knot on the sheep;
      As the leopard and lamb fell fast asleep;
     No one dreams tonight
     As the chickens take flight;
  
     Now as you read this, are you aware;
     That there's nothing here;
      And as you feel you say I've been here;

     So when you fill your baskets full of something;
     And there's a barrel full of nothings;
     Ask the sales clerk for a discount;
     Because you fell off the horse, instead of a proper dismount;

     Never less fill your boxes, barrels, with prayers;
     Every peoples pray to God
     Sleep not on sheep when your sleepy;
     Instead fall on the ground, lay down, sleep in a tent;
     and when it's all said and done;
                         Snore

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