Sit down somewhere that you can sleep
when circumstances let you,
and have you circumstantial reap
work’s harvest that you get, too.
What life has up its sleeve for you
you have to bear the brunt,
and nothing really is taboo,
even to pull a stunt.
No wonder that you need the sleep
to power up your cells
whose lack of vigour goes bone-deep,
scarcely in outer shells.