Have you ever got clock muddled
And woken in the night
To think that it is morning and
Quite late at that – such fright!
To quickly jump up from your bed
And rush to start your day
Only then to take a breather
And find to your dismay
That in fact it’s really early
That morning hasn’t come
Oh dear you feel so silly and
So daft; a numpty chum!
But stop and think more rationally
As you return to bed
For all that rushed activity
Will mean that you instead
Can have a little lie in when
The cock finally crows
So that it’s swings and roundabouts
Now sleep – enjoy your doze!
Dedicated to my friend, NB, and my son after their separate night-time antics doing just this 🙂