Seems my sleep is always interrupted,

Just after my reflux has erupted,

They tell me I am nothing if not corrupted,

My dreams all night are then disrupted…J

I sleep with the likes of Chaplin,

Burns does to me as well speak,

The “man in the moon” does around me sneak,

I listen to them all, of me they do critique… J

Sometimes I am good, sometimes bad,

Sometimes they say I should, sometimes sad,

Sometimes even to myself I am misunderstood,

Most times though they tell me I am a relatively good lad…J

© ed ~ 10/8/06