Sleep takes its toll,
As the sedentary takes over you.
That nagging sedative closes
Your eyes and opens your third eye
To a field of plentiful dreams

And you’re just like a sloth
Who can only make himself uncluttered,
Just to be immovable, like a monolith
That marks a perimeter on its base

How absolutely little it takes
To be a sleepyhead
Like a koala bear or a giant panda
Who shows us humans,
How to be fat and lazy,

And still be endeared
And loved.

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