Sleepy Head

I could have fallen back to sleep
I lay there in a crumpled heap
Alarm bells ringing in my head
Because I shouldn't lie in bed
So easy to remain a sloth
Lying between Linen cloth
And ease the day from perfect slumber
While my mind just seeks to wander
And dream about another nap
While my thoughts can turn to crap
Thinking of a working day
I'd prefer to sleep the day way

by Phil Soar

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