There's a guy known as Ed
Who gets out of his bed
Ev'ry night at around twelve o'clock

Well he walks in his sleep
A sleep that is so deep
And he dances around in one sock

Oh yes you read me right
This is really a sight
An X-rated movie could be made

One night a peeping Tom
When he cast his eyes on
Ed's dance reached in to pull down the shade

Soon this peeping Tom went
To a class where he spent
Time changing actions so he'd not see

Anything like he'd seen
Hoped it was a bad dream
One socked Ed still is dancing nightly

Jane Noponen Perinacci