Do I ever remember
The bliss of well-rested?
Jacks lack of slumber, stalks
Attack as I rise. Eat, drink, and be
Merry all day. Manic, push, evade
yawn and giggle. Then as late arrives
Wide, wide those eyes and smile -
Now is my time! But to dream?
No, to be! This is me! And my high
and my drain. Someday I will
rest again.
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