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I am gone to sleep,
Not to make a peep.
As death walks I reap,
Falling into dreams so steep.
I see a land that is far
you can't get there by car
It is as a shooting star
You hear a loud guitar.
I see a girl dressed in blue
The closer I got, She grew
It seemed she was making a stew,
She giggled while stirring the brew
I could smell the sweet smell
Then sweet turned into hell
It goes dark while hearing a bell
It get so bad I can not tell.
I see a demons so tall and scary
Bald on top with legs so hairy
He told me his name that sounded fairy
The demons name was Mary
I laughed at him with great delight
There was no need to be in fright
I looked to my left and saw a light
But what was to my other right.
I turned to my right just to see
A small man, a dwarf, trying to pee
I asked him whats wrong, he said "Tea"
I said no thanks I'm heading to sea.
The dwarf ran away to the shore
And there I found an apple core
With smoke coming out rain started to pour
I looked up to heaven then asked for more.
It started to flood right up to my knee
I was only this close to finding the sea,
Maybe I should have taken the Dwarf pee
To get away, to run, to flee.
I suddenly awake to find what I see
It is raining out side, right by the sea
My blankets are wet, did I spill tea
Oh wait thats just me, I pee.
"This is not a true poem, just bored and writing about what happened to my Brother a couple of weeks ago."
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