No rest for the wicked

now I lay me down to sleep
there’s no more noises, not a peep
the shades are pulled, the light is out
and slumber’s what it’s all about

fluff the pillow, warm the feet
Sin’s solicitations meet
mantras said to calm the mind
gently will the stress unwind

in five or ten or twenty three
‘Tis the latter, I gotta pee
back in bed and pull the cover
then read a book, my secret lover

start to yawn, and eyelids droop
but I’m hungry for a bowl of soup
hit the kitchen, scratch my head
the wife is bitchin’,
“go to bed!”

so once again I scratch my noggin
think of more ideas for bloggin’
get the tablet, write the story
and then I’ll never have to worry

so now it’s finished, nicely done
I’m sure it will be number one
Martians and a teenage girl
whose empathy may save the world

I check the clock, my God it’s three!
whatever has come over me?
I’ve gotta drive the wife to work
(So, better get to sleep. You jerk)


  1. gizzylaw says:

    Night, night!

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  2. This made me smile and I badly needed a reason to smile, so thank you!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Lee Dunn says:

      Thanks for saying so. I’m glad.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. You’re welcome

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  3. Jen Kennedy says:

    Hahaha love this!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Lee Dunn says:

      Thank you, Jen!

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Jen Kennedy says:

        Anytime ❤️


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