sleep.
My head is buzzing with words, I am trying my best
to ignore
I woke up with a missing toe.
Good heavens where did I go.
Last night must have been one sleepwalkers’ dream.
Where is the common pleasant feeling you have
just before you go to sleep
Looking forward to another day
Filled with old women vying for music and chairs
Big nailed, no toothed
A tall glass of warm moo juice
And you sleep
When there are no interruptions you know
You will live
And if life is hard then know that hard is good
And if you are the RockandRolla
Then go
Be the real RockandRolla.
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