Last night how you sucked
Today I feel f*@#!~d
I was robbed of my sleep once again
A milk bottle at 12, babbling at 1
Shuffling and huffling
But oh no, still not done.
Crying at 3, blowing raspberries at 4
No rest for the wicked
Another bottle I pour.
How I miss those nights
(Long ago now they seem)
When all that disturbed me was what I would dream
I could get into bed and drift off to sleep
Not waking at all
’til my alarm went ‘beep beep’
Then along came a boy,
such a delight
But also a devil who comes out at night
A sleep thief he is
How he exhausts his mummy
Thank goodness, by day, he is so very scrummy!