Zzz...
Zzz...
Everyone knows his lore
Everyone knows his snore
And everyone knows Hypnos
The classmate sleeping with his pillows.
Zzz...
People are giggling
He is wiggling
All while the teacher is giving him a glare
That would give anyone a scare.
Zzz...
"WAKE UP!"
... "Sup"
"Glad to have your attention,
NOW GO TO DETENTION!"
He left the class full of laughter
but he knew it wasn't a disaster.
Zzz...
Of course this wasn't his first
And this outcome isnthe worst
because with his pillows
he can continue to be the God of sleep: Hypnos
This poem is about:
Our world
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