Sleep Remedy

I've told you how desperate I am for sleep, And I got a suggestion It made me leap Simplicity itself ; earslugs! So I went out on a slug hunt, Without realizing what a stunt, It takes to be a successful slug-hunter I found one at last, Picked it up and so fast, It oozed through my yucky fingers More prepared the next chance, I scooped it up on paper And watched it's giggly dance, Dumped it in a glass jar, And didn't have to go far. To find my next ear-slug... Dumped it in as well, But now I couldn't tell, What seperated one from the other... Oh, darn, who cares, I'll cut this big mess into pairs, Of suitably sized ear slugs Home at last, Poured them out of the glass, And promptly cut them in 2, Inserted one in each ear, I could no longer hear, But somehow lost my sense of balance, Crawled to my bed, oh sure, But I could not long endure This swishing sound in my ears, And jelly-like stinking mess That oozed onto my chest, And stained my sheets something fearful... My ears oozed slime for 6 weeks, And that forbade sleep one seeks, And the stench of rotting slugs was horrific, So next time someone suggests ear slugs, Tell them no thank you please, Cause I've heard the story of Tom Terrific.