I couldn’t sleep a wink but now am groggy.
I fell asleep just as the sun was rising.
I think I’m late for my meeting with Augie--
What time is it? My mind is very foggy,
Yet, is the matter really so surprising?
I couldn’t sleep a wink, but now am groggy,
And I still have to go and walk the doggy,
The sun now having climbed in the horizon.
I think I’m late for my meeting with Augie.
Are these wonton? I think they are pierogi.
No time to eat. They look unappetizing.
I couldn’t sleep a wink, but now am groggy.
Whatever this was, it has gotten soggy,
The spoilage past potential for disguising.
I think I’m late for my meeting with Augie.
My noggin’s feeling just a bit egg-noggy,
Yet Augie’s waiting, whom I am advising.
I couldn’t sleep a wink but now am groggy.
I think I’m late for my meeting with Augie.