It's late at night and I am yawning.
Not a good time for a poem to be spawning.
But never the less, I'm going to try.
No matter how much I ask myself why.
DVR timer just switched off my show.
What the hell was I watching, I don't know.
If you are still reading, I apologize.
I gotta tell ya', it might not be wise.
Anyway, there are a few stanza's left.
Though this is daft, I hope I am deft.
But I have my doubts that it will turn out.
Say, do you remember Petticoat Junctions Selma Plout?
Well, let me try to bring this to a close.
Oh, I apologize, I started to doze.
My entire body is falling asleep.
I guess any more lines will just have to keep.
Good Night.
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