I can\'t sleep
so I write all night
I count a sheep
but night is so bright
why I\'m awake
you would think
I admire the lake
and a little twink
They play with a duck
as it was a toy
they have a tux
as a pretty boy
Then I start to write
all I\'ve seen
and I cite
what it\'s been
Now you\'re laid
reading the text
I have made.
Thinking what
what it had to do
Insomnio with
the words I sprew