Silly little poem i wrote about sleeping in class ><

The teacher talk and talk, 

And they won't ever stop;

Their voice sounding like lullaby, 

In it goes one ear, 

Out it comes the other;

Words from the book, 

Sounding so smooth;

As I lower my eyelids, 

My heartbeat steady, 

My body relaxed, 

As I start to feel sleepy. 

First I'll say 'just for a bit, I'll take a rest!', 

Then down it goes my head on the desk;

The teacher continue talking, 

Words I can't comprehend, 

As my awareness begin to lose its stand;

Then come from out the window, 

A breeze gentle and low;

Guiding me deep, deep, 

Into an afternoon sleep. 

When I wake up I know, 

My back would ache, 

And I'll have a headache;

My hand will numb, 

And my neck sore;

The teacher would complain, 

Yet I can't explain, 

How a nap like that, 

Is the best I've ever had!