My Bed Shook
It's a nice, sunny day
I was half awake and half asleep,
Out of nowhere
A loud noise did creep.
At first I thought it was thunder
'Cause I've been through this before,
The last thunder and lightning storm
Had made it downpour.
It made the bed shake
And the bedroom too,
I scared the living sh*t out of me
A terrible state, it put me into.
I'm not used to be
Woken up by loud noises and shaking,
I'll be awake for the day now
It woke me up, shaking.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Aug.27/2005
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