Wednesday, October 05, 2005

A Poem for You

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I have insomnia
Just shoot me

These days my choices seem to be hangover or exhaustion. For years I would gladly take hangover. Now I'm going with exhaustion.

12 comments:

annush said...

what did you do to get you so exhausted?

lccb144 said...

:( - this is why you need to turn to God for strength - or Satan, whichever helps more :)

Grant said...

A - I'm perpetually battling insomnia, especially when I don't drink.

L - sell my immortal soul for nappy time? I was holding out for something better, like a Harley.

sands of time said...

An overactive brain.Needs something to knock it unconcious.

K said...

You need more sex!

K said...

We need to work on your iambic pentameter. This is your homework during the night you can't get any sleep.

Valkyrie said...

I know what you mean, Grant. Is insomnia contagious?

But I bet if you ever heard me speak....it'd put you to sleep!

Libélula said...

I love the new Template...The poem was hilarious!!!

Stacy The Peanut Queen said...

I find several shots of Captain Morgan is an excellent sleep inducer...;)

Can I use that poem? I love it...I'll credit your genius, of course...;)

Valkyrie said...

With cool, dry wit like that, you too can be an action hero.

Weary Hag said...

Be patient. I have a hunch there's something coming to you soon that will put you right off to sleep.

I love surprises. Don't you?

annush said...

hahaha...another good use for weed...i hear it cures insomnia ;)

but like K said, sex is good too!