Alan Bruce Thompson
Head Of Honey - Poem by Alan Bruce Thompson
I like to fall asleep slowly,
Let the mind-honey flow through my head.
The trickle of mind-treacle through the brain,
And no mind-molasses on the bed.
The best medicine for me,
Is to sleep endlessly.
No waking till noon,
And back to sleep quite soon.
A head of mind-honey is quite right
It's an endless mind-sugar delight.
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