Snore snore

poem by: Andrew Shepherd
Written on Feb 11, 2019 

Snore, snore, and then some more
Shaking my ear lobes through the wall
Snore, snore, what a bore
Disturbing my sleep like an alarm call
Snore, snore, concentrating my brain
So nasally and so awfully loud
Snore, snore, like a trumpet in pain
Like thunder turning sour in a cloud
Snore, snore, just go away
I’m tired and in need of some sleep
Snore, snore, like a nostril in play
You’ve dislodged me from counting my sheep
Snore, snore, you’ll have to stop
Time to go round and knock on the door
Snore, snore, be prepared to drop
I’ve got a snorkel, now I’ve got the cure

 

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