Bed

Bed

Bed: it’s where I go to sleep;

yet lay there counting lots of sheep,

then sheep, more sheep, and yet more sheep;

until… I dream, my dreams are deep,

or I’m a Mary Poppins’ chimney sweep;

sometimes, in dreams,

I swim the deep,

or buy a castle, mine to keep;

fly a spaceship, ‘Receiving… beep!’

Bed: also for other things,

which things to myself I’ll keep.

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