A poem on sleep

Right now, I'm supposed to be studying.
I've got my notebook by my side,
While my guitar is on my chair,
Patiently awaiting my return from the land of education. Even sleep is lurking around my bed,
Calling unto me!
But i must not answer!
I must read!
I must read!
I must sleep..
I must reaaadd..
ii.. muuusstt... musss...
 (3 seconds later) * SNORING *


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