This is a poem I wrote in 2009. I imagine all of my poetry set to music but I am rarely able to come up with tunes of my own. This one I imagine to the tune of Knocking On Heaven’s Door by Guns ‘N’ Roses. It is based on a supposedly true story told by one of my former coworkers. Ed meets a lady down at the bar She says she's too buzzed to drive very far When Ed leaves, she follows him home Because she says she can't stand to be all alone Well, Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Ed hears a knock. It comes from the door There is a man there Ed has not seen before He says I'll pay you five dollars to sleep here tonight I brought my own pillow, if that's alright Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Ed meets a man on the bus one afternoon he tells him not to drink milk, or look at the moon he fears all birds and the number four he says all he wants in life is to sleep on Ed's floor Well, Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Ed works hard all night at micky D's he walks up his steps, and takes out his keys when he gets to his room, he opens his door inside is half the city, asleep on his floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor Sleep, sleep, sleeping on Ed's floor
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