I woke from a dream in the middle of the night
and I was sitting on a rock outside.
Whats going on, I thought to myself
have I lost my feeble little mind?
And just then something growled at me
scared me 'bout half to death...
I don't have a dog, I thought to myself
as I tried to catch my breath.
Tonight I'm gonna tie myself to the bed
so I can't go wondering around...
'Cause to me this is just no way
to experience a night on the town!
On my way back in I realized
what had made that terrible growl...
So I stopped by the kitchen before going back to bed
and had a snack to end my prowl!
"Poor Boy"©2004 email@example.com All rights reserved
Gary Reynolds (AKA) dr_tigger
August 28, 2004