Insomnia - A very bad sonnet
Oh, insomnia. How much I hate you!
You keep me up 'till five-thirty AM.
I have questions you must answer to:
Why do you me this punishment condemn?
I am so terribly tired and hot,
And, so burdened, I wait alone at night.
Have you e'er seen me tired? You should not!
Let me tell you, friend, it's not a nice sight.
I spent the wee hours reviewing good fics -
Miraculous that I could type at all -
I added reading novels to the mix,
Thank God I got some new books at the mall.
So help me, insomnia, I'll defeat
That woeful thing that keeps me from my sheet.
Copyright 2008 SMARTALIENQT
You keep me up 'till five-thirty AM.
I have questions you must answer to:
Why do you me this punishment condemn?
I am so terribly tired and hot,
And, so burdened, I wait alone at night.
Have you e'er seen me tired? You should not!
Let me tell you, friend, it's not a nice sight.
I spent the wee hours reviewing good fics -
Miraculous that I could type at all -
I added reading novels to the mix,
Thank God I got some new books at the mall.
So help me, insomnia, I'll defeat
That woeful thing that keeps me from my sheet.
Copyright 2008 SMARTALIENQT