Writing this while slightly drunk, in a mixed mood, totally need to get some sleep
Wrapped up in blankets oh so tight
Warm in bed as snug as can be
Time for thinking, my bed and me
The room is dark, eyes are closed
Colourful dances help me doze
I do not to see whats around
But listen carefully to all the sounds
Pipes in the house say goodnight
The boiler and tank are in a fight
I let my imagination run away
Until my alarm tells me its a new day
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