Crime Prime Poem by Chris Goss

I don't know why I feel dead all the time
Because as long as the day, I have never done a crime
I have just done Ross Park,2 walks round and one run for a better sleepy time
Because I am due not to be taking my sleeping tablet and that is the crime
I am now too do my pilates limb orientations and stretches to be prime
And have a soak in the bath with the hope of sublime
Setting me up for evening television line
Forecasting my sleeping hourly in time
For the awakening in the morning will take a while
When will my face next afford a smiles
Especially with felt sleeping on tiles
After the sporting gesture was probably a mile
I do feel like I pretty much have no guile
In terms of rivers may the bath be the Nile
The nights preceding had better not be vile
It would be fabulous if CT sugar it was Tate and Lyle
It did take about an hour to sleep, woke at 3 and 6