Ritualistic Sleep

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
This may be something strange at first to everyone, but I am putting this dream poetry in the fantasy section, for this is a poem I wrote while I was doped up on Ambien... I still am doped up, but I can see what I'm doing.

Read this dream, fluffy pillow case of a poem.

Submitted: January 06, 2009

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I see my nightly adventure is abound,

The ritual I forbathe before I sound

to sleep is deep in my paws.

Before I venture to dream land I know

the way to end my night,

I read on till about a night-we-go.

I fall asleep with content,

I know something before I sleep.

Let me dream of wonders and beauty.

I sleep so abound.

Good night my fair land,

I am off to sleep,

Where my dream land is far off hand.


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