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At the end of the day
Author: Aviendha19  PM
i was going to bed, and it was 3 in the monring--no, 4--um, and i was all, half asleep and feeling my body settle, and then my mind kinda just floated to this. Copyright 2002 Lorraine F. P.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 46 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 04-09-02 - id: 712471
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My bones creak
My organs groan
And my muscles protest valiantly
The bed squeaks
The cat moans
And the fan spins on defiantly
But neither bed, nor cat, nor bone
Nor organs' queasing sigh
Could raise my horizontally prone
Self sleeping by and by
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