Mean As Custard (calico_pye) wrote,
Mean As Custard

Wide Awake Club

It's four in the morning
And all through the house,
Every creature was stirring,
Especially the spouse.

The vision of sugarplums danced such a jig,
Spouse snoring as loud as a flatulent pig.
Prod 2 in his room making all a clatter,
Last vestige of peace is now all of a shatter.

Ms Pye wants to give their ear holes a flick,
And vows next year to elope with Saint Nick.
Tags: insomnia

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