He growls like a bear,
Snarls like a gorilla.
Then groans like a logging truck,
and rumbles like a grown walrus.
He grunts and whistles,
Puffs, jerks, and snorts.
I stare at the clock,
Wishing the ruckus and the
Passing of time would ease up.
He awakens himself with a start.
And rolls over so we are grill to grill,
And grumbles, irritated, “You’re yawning…”
I’d rather be dreaming but I don’t know how
It was all going great till I had to pee
I’ve had Melatonin and Sleepy Time Tea
My work pile’s a mile high and awaits only me
I’d rather be dreaming right about now.
I’d rather be dreaming, heavy hangs the brow
but a rogue thought sparked and a fire it stoked
and all the peace and quiet, is successfully provoked
though I chased it down, and wrestled it, its mercy I invoked
I’d rather be dreaming, but I don’t know how.
I’d rather be dreaming right about now
Seems 2 AM was ten hours ago, and now 3:56.
I lie here exhausted, I’ve emptied my bag of tricks,
Send a man to the moon, but this I can’t fix
I’d rather be dreaming… so heavy hangs the brow…