Hey there! You've cheated! The fish deck is stacked!
Never trust rabbits with side eye contact
They look at each other and not straight ahead
And deal themselves haddock, straight flush so it's said
I'm floating, I'm flying, I'm soaring up high
With hippos and rhinos, I'm sharing the sky
Antelopes, zebras and camels as well
The ground isn't safe! A bombardment from hell!
What exam is this now? What's quantum physics?
I've revised algebra so I'm feeling quite sick
My pencils are noodles, my pens are chop sticks
And what's worse above all, I'm only aged six
I stand on the stage to deliver my speech
I'm wearing no trousers, they're still on the beach
My notes in the pockets, crabs take with their claws
And lecture the starfish, five legged applause!
I wake up, I sit up, I look at the clock
It's still late at night, I need to take stock
I stop and rewind and replay what I've spoken
From tape to lined paper, I write down this poem
Entry for the "talking in your sleep" contest
Written 13th January 2017
Note: the title is the medical term for sleep talking - maybe a new poetic form?
Copyright © Mark Martin | Year Posted 2017
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