Friday, April 25, 2008

A POEM - DAY SLEEPERS

DAY SLEEPERS
Anytime I saw somebody sleeping during the day,
or napping as you people call it,
I’d stop and glare at them a while,
try to get right in there,
right into their dreams and say,
“you fuckin’ bastard.”
It always pissed me off
to see people sleeping during the day,
because I had such a hard time at it.

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