10 December 2012
Deep in the dark It must have gone three For the telly's turned off Automatically
Three would be fine Four'd be alright I hate waking up Halfway through the night
I can hear the thing ticking I daren't look though It may tell me something I don't wanna know
Eyes furiously closed What the hell's that? Sounds and feels like an earthquake Oh it's the cat
He's dozing off I'm patently not As least he's keeping My tootsies hot
When I finally dropped off It was 5:28 Alarm at 5:30 Don't you just hate.....
stoopid o'clock • Opuss № I