For Line's 6-line contest
When I woke up this morn and arose from my bed I noticed that I had a small bump on my head I asked my dear wife if I had walked in my sleep No dear- she said, but you talked in your sleep You talked with your ex-wife, and you asked for a kiss That's how, my dear- I've got this bruise on my fist
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