Where can I store a nightmare So it won`t return? , I`d be pleased to see it shredded But prefer that it should burn. A demon stamped across my sleep Then held me in his grasp, No thought or care for the fact I was heaving out a gasp. I awoke startled Rigid in my bed, Far too scared to sit up As I nursed my thumping head. I`d sue him for violation If I could get handcuffs on his wrist
But I bet that demon would escape And leave my eyes still full of mist. Now, I`m looking for a new dream pattern Maybe with a tiny baby fairy I don`t really mind if she`s big and bold She could even be a little hairy. I`d settle for a scarecrow At least it would stay still Then I could get some sleep at night Without waking feeling ill.