Pillows Poem by Dan Brown

Pillows



Hard as rock
and can knock
the teeth right out your head.
Indeed he thinks,
for forty winks,
you're better off being dead.

A dream can't rest -
it tries it's best -
so out the door it billows.
'Tis often heard,
spreading the word,
and cussing the piss-poor pillows.

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Dan Brown

Dan Brown

Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, UK
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