Loads to do before I sleep...

Was too sleepy at work so attempted poetry again... came up with a poem telling sleep to leave me alone.

Sleep not now, don't be so dense
When you know T-Rex is scaling the fence
How can you be so ruthless
So as to overtake my senses
You come here disguising work as a lullaby
But you still can't make time fly
Go now, vanish... let me be
I have loads to do before I sleep
Loads to do before I sleep.

PS: T-Rex is the boss.

Comments

test said…

how come i read the poem on the RSS reader and there is nothing here now!

7:52 PM

Karen Xavier said…

There was a problem earlier, now it seems fine...

9:52 AM

Zak said…

who is T Rex and why are u fenced at work !

10:31 AM

Karen Xavier said…

T Rex is the boss, and its a poem. I can't write T-rex just entered the building and so I have to work... that wouldn't be a poem, it would just be a... sentence. Poems have to rhyme you see and exaggerate.

1:12 PM

PurpleHeart said…

I thought T-REX was some movie or something ! :) So what happened finally ? Did you win over sleep ?

9:45 PM

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