_My dreams keep me awake
This quite much for me to take
In the oven, ain't ready still has to bake
All this while couldn't sleep, am still awake
Find my pillow
Blow through, am hollow
Tight through , that's narrow
At times, some still borrow
Look, open my eyes
Speak truth no lies
A bit warm, need no ice
Tasty, can I have a piece, just a slice
Throw, roll dice thrice
Pick the scattered pieces
Scatter spread pieces
Tall and not short
Which not what
Gone, sought nothing caught
Ought something bought
©fredrick o
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