Spoonsful Of Sleep

Most people need eight hours, for happy them to keep;
But I get by on much less, I need but “Spoonsful Of My Sleep”!
I don’t consider myself an insomniac, I have an overactive brain;
Which wakes up around 10 p.m., when ideas there begin to rain!
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I kiss my wife goodnight then, come down to our first floor;
I turn on the New Age music, that I totally adore!
With pen in hand and paper, my poetic side kicks in;
Sometimes it takes four hours, for drowsiness begin!
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Intermittently, I’m in the kitchen, preparing food for the following day;
Cooking is another passion, I consider myself Gourmet!
Weekdays I go to L.A. Fitness, I’m there at 5 a.m.;
I do an hour of aqua jogging, not worrying about R.E.M.’s!
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I’m usually home by seven, for some breakfast and Cosmo work;
But instead of making coffee, it’s my mind that daily perks!
By early afternoon, I get weary, and till 10 p.m., take little naps;
Sleep’s loving little Spoonsful, to which my body e’er adapts!
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                            Not food regimen
                      Rather it is sleep I graze
                         A bit here, bit there