Came up with this crap sometime ago,...... I cant sleep,... so just penned down some tp stuff,... very kiddish n all,... but who cares Mr Sleep Mr Sleep Why do u want me to count the sheep? With eyes closed, my mind Wanders, Into the World of, Les Paul's n Fender's. But its 3 'o clock , for gods sake, How much more do you want me to fake? So, c'mon now, gimme a break, N take me to the land of dreamy traits. Where there is fun, frolic n music all over, And nothing for ur soul to take cover. Where all that u want is very handy, Be it a lappy or be it a candy. N now am warning u, coz its 3.30 in the clock, Take me there where, only I rock. blah blah,..............................
You call this crap dude???? No way! Sounds like my story.... as I sleep very late everyday... Cool stuff! Yeah little kiddish I agree... still reps coming your way man...........
Akkyy .. man .. this poem is like bread n butter for people like us yaar .. V are night birds .. Rock Boy Rock .. i gotta spread some more before reppin u .. but appreciation matters they say .. doesn't it
aai aii .. akky back with a bang ... a good change man!! atleast it has something to say i have been posted at a guitar tabs related website
Uh huh,...... i forgot i had posted this, n cant sleep again ,.................... All who replied here,..........thnx for likin it!!!!!!!!!!1
great poem.... rytly said pamposh its poet's galore opening up here... can i ask u a silly question... why its MR. sleep... n why not... Miss sleep... if u imagine bout Miss sleep...she may come to you early...
