I should be asleep, for Pete's sake!
My sleep patterns I am now scorning -
What the heck am I doing awake?
I should bein bed right now, snoring,
And dreaming of my Caroline,
It certainly would not be boring,
The thought of it seems so divine!
But instead, I am sitting here typing,
And not sleeping my way to sweet bliss,
And about lack of sleep I am griping,
And this whole thing makes me feel like junk.
So now at the cracking of dawn,
I think I will try sleep again,
Two more lines and this boy will be gone,
And I can't think of anymoe rhymes.