Sleep for the meritorious

.

No poem comes tonight

I feel not inspired

For I am far too tired,

But tomorrow I might

Create a masterpiece,

Once fatigue will have gone

And my mind be at peace

Reborn a bright new dawn.

Allow me to atone

However for my crimes

In somewhat playful tone

With a few simple rimes…

.

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