Last night I was dying the sleep of the dead

It lasted for forty one hours

It must have infected my intimate head

Because now I have heavenly powers

As I lie in my armchair, I’m watching with glee

As I sip at my hot whisky toddy

The housework is done by a double of me

But another is moving his body


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