The Nightmare
The Nightmare
By Elton Camp
The middle-aged man wasn’t sleeping well
By his anguished groans, his wife could tell
“You’re dreaming again, for goodness sake.”
She shook his shoulder to get him awake
“It was that horrible dream I’ve had before.
Student loans I must pay five years more.”
“Now, Roscoe, you are fifty so it can’t be.
I’ve told you before that you owe only three.”
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