No Naps
If I let my eyes close for a second,
Then, really, it isn’t a nap,
But the problem, you see
Is, in terms of degree,
It’s quite easy to fall in a trap.
For a second may turn to a minute
And that minute can change to a few,
So I try to resist
With a slap on the wrist
Or whatever wake-ups! I can do.
You may wonder at all my resistance,
Since a nap’s not a terrible thing,
But my reasons go deep
And, to me, proper sleep
Is the type only nighttime can bring.
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