Sleep Is For The Weak Poem by Scott Underwood
Sleep Is For The Weak
Sleep is for the Weak
I promised not to drink the wine;
I would be good and sober,
Self-controlled in all things.
After all, self-reflection is a virtue.
But then they showed me just how errant
That thinking was,
My lips are purple,
And I have not slept,
But I have smiled.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
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