Frantic Escape Sleepwalking
There was a smart young lad named Blaze
stress and nervousness on test days
tried to "calm down," laugh and talk.
The night before he'd sleepwalk,
he’d find himself in the dawn rays.
7/26/2018
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2018
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