Sleepy Head, Is That Me
At sunrise I find I am in bed, fast asleep until the last minute
And post sunset I know I should have gone to bed, but it was always, not just yet
But, in between it has been said, that I never left my bed
I think therefore I am a sleepy head, who always needs my cosy bed
And although that winter is now looming, I can not see my sleep pattern re-tuning
So what am I supposed to do.. but become a Bat like you
And sleep in bed all day too...
Just like you always do..
DAMO
Copyright © Damian Keady | Year Posted 2019
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