Messed Up Beds Poem by Karla Bell
Messed Up Beds
Can't work out the words in my head,
they're all muddled and fuddled like a messed up bed,
the top sheet is missing, the pillows on the floor,
the duvet all squashed under the bedroom door.
so you see my dilemma, my confusion and strife,
my heads in the dustbin and my brains got no life,
my hearts in the puddle and my mouth all dry
can't seem to fix it and I don't know why
Karla Bell
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