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Oct 2019
I’ve been forced to sleep,
Feel like one to leap.
Been sent to bed,
For dad says and said,
“The bed is to sleep at night”.
But sleeping is a big fight.
It’s a mental battle.
Then there is a rattle.
For a knockout punch (that may be sore),
Is given to you by Mr. Sleep,
To make you snore.
Written by
TOPA
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