Poem – Strange Bed Fellows


Where should I

Sleep tonight?

Ant beds

Look soft,

But they’re full of


Fish beds

Are cool,

But they always

Wet them.

Beds of rice,

Beds of lettuce,

Beds of quinoa even.

Beds of worms,

Beds of nails,

Flatbed trucks, and

Fossils with

Embedded snails.

Perhaps I won’t

Risk a fright,

And sleep in my

Bed tonight.

Hope the bed bugs

Don’t bite.

Goodnight. Goodnight.


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