Sleep Talk
"Oh my God! What did I say?"
Asked poor mom, while she lay.
Every night to have some fun,
"A very short story", requested the little one.
Tired and exhausted, she started with grace,
And ended with her thin pale face.
She jumped to,"ooi-gooi-buzz-buzz-boo",
From a scene of jackles in the zoo.
Convincing the child was the toughest job,
So she always surrendered with a feeble nod.
Now began in a power puff voice,
And finished in a nocturnal noise.
Call it mumbling or only a chuckle,
Somniloquy can unfold one's buckle.
Listening to this nonsensical content,
Can give you jerks to any extent.
Date: 17/01/2017
For the contest "Talking in your sleep"
Sponsored by: Lewis Raynes
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