Sleep

[Mr.Malicious]

Clear was the sky today, all blue with few clouds;
and what he chose to do, was sleep with a few doubts.
The sun reached the zenith and things seemed to clear,
The rumble in his belly was all he could hear.

Get up now she said. Go brush your teeth.
Wash your silly face and come to eat.
Slowly with effort he rose to the task,
blanket still warm, while he searched for his glass. [Glasses? or like, cup glass? Should be more clear on that but hey what do I know.]

Had the food, dishes were done,
back to sleep, clock struck one.
Time to dream, he said now.
Don't disturb! You may go to town. [Feels like "You may go to town" was thrown in just to rhyme.]

Bring me a pillow, a feathery one,
red in color, soft as a bun.
Big enough for both to share;
when we lie naked and bare.

As the sun goes down, we shall see;
our passions growing, just you and me.