I think I upset the sandman
He never visits anymore
I never feel his creeping step
Along the bedroom floor
He doesn't bother stopping by
I must have hurt his feelings
Whatever I did, please forgive me
A good nights sleep is appealing
Just a sprinkle of powder
To help me drift off to sleep
I'm sick of spending every night
Counting all these sheep
I wish to relieve the burden
Of tired and weary eyes
I wish to dream the hours away
And wake up wanting to arise
Your probably a lovely fellow
And don't mean to cause any harm
But I need to feel your touch
And succumb to your charms
So Mr sandman, if your reading
Please get back to work
Drop me off some lovely zzz's
You miserable old berk!
I.Sparrow
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