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To the Tune of O Holy Night |
| O hallowed nap I take it after dinner And I will tell you it Sure is a winner. Long may I nap Without an interruption By wife or kids or By others with gumption. The thrills of napping I cannot quite explain it But I can say that without it My strength draineth. Oh! Supper nap! I hear the couch, it calleth! Oh! Lovely nap! Onto the couch I falleth! Oh nap, sublime! Oh nap, oh nap of mine! |
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| Copyright © 1976 by Judith E.
Garling Permission is granted for you to copy these poems for yourself or to share with others as long as the poems are not changed, you include the copyright notice, and no fee is charged. If you would like to post a poem on your website, please obtain permission; send me an email. |